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Think next time
Did you even look to see your effect on the world?
What happened to that girl you made fun of yesterday?
The one with cuts all up her arms
You used her problem as your entertainment
When she got home yesterday she was beaten and told she was worthless
And she begins to think it’s true because of you
Your words repeat in her head like a broken record
And they make her sick in side
So she locked herself in her room to try and hide so she could cry
Cause god knows that if her dad sees her cry he'll make fun and beat her again
So she’s left curled up in a ball on her floor
With no one to help
She picks up the blade and slides it a crossed her stomach
Everywhere else is taken up
She never knew her life would turn to this
She decide that today was the day
Today is the day to get rid of all the pain for good
So she takes the blade and digs it into her wrist
The crimson blood runs down her arms
As this once strong willed girl now is so weak with tears streaming down her face
The blood rushes out of her open wounds
Her face turns pale as her life slowly slips away
So as you sit in school today she has taken her life cause of yesterday
So wake up and realize words hurt to they can kill
She could take the abuse but your words cut deeper than any beating she had ever got
The cuts and burses heal but the words scared her on the inside never to heal
So do you look at her seat ever day at school and blame your self
Do you get sick or a not in your stomach when you hear her name
You must feel so horrible
But she left you a note all it said was I don’t blame
you live your life just remember me next time you go and run your mouth cause this doesn’t need to happen to anyone else
What happened to that girl you made fun of yesterday?
The one with cuts all up her arms
You used her problem as your entertainment
When she got home yesterday she was beaten and told she was worthless
And she begins to think it’s true because of you
Your words repeat in her head like a broken record
And they make her sick in side
So she locked herself in her room to try and hide so she could cry
Cause god knows that if her dad sees her cry he'll make fun and beat her again
So she’s left curled up in a ball on her floor
With no one to help
She picks up the blade and slides it a crossed her stomach
Everywhere else is taken up
She never knew her life would turn to this
She decide that today was the day
Today is the day to get rid of all the pain for good
So she takes the blade and digs it into her wrist
The crimson blood runs down her arms
As this once strong willed girl now is so weak with tears streaming down her face
The blood rushes out of her open wounds
Her face turns pale as her life slowly slips away
So as you sit in school today she has taken her life cause of yesterday
So wake up and realize words hurt to they can kill
She could take the abuse but your words cut deeper than any beating she had ever got
The cuts and burses heal but the words scared her on the inside never to heal
So do you look at her seat ever day at school and blame your self
Do you get sick or a not in your stomach when you hear her name
You must feel so horrible
But she left you a note all it said was I don’t blame
you live your life just remember me next time you go and run your mouth cause this doesn’t need to happen to anyone else
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