She's Running

Lay her down and remove her pain,  
take away all the hate, tears, and vain.
Drain her body of all the sorrow that resides,
hidden so seep down inside.
She is so good at hiding it,
so good at faking it,
so good at putting it all away,
all so she doesn't have to say
that she is running away.
She is running from her problems,
she is running from her fears,
she is running from her tears
that she's been hiding all these years.
Not sure how to cope,
not sure how to deal,
she's not even sure how she feels.
So she's thinking maybe she should grab the rope,
tie it in a know,
or maybe find a gun,
and put it to her head.
Either way, she'll wind up dead.