she

she smiles  even though she wants to cry
laughs when she wants to scream
 she remembers everything and wants  to  be free
free from her thoughts free from the torture
wishes she could be  back to 14  before it all happend
she use to be happy.
now she feels num
it doesnt matter anymore
the pain in her heart will never stop
she cuts her arms to feel alive
watch the blood  gush down
people strive to make her stop
but we all know that its not possible
the pain in her heart  makes her go insane
she doesnt know what its like to feel normal.
she feels dead
but shes here 
she doesnt trust anyone
she has been hurt to much for that
she lives for nothing
just wishes she could be dead already.
cant wait for that day
when she leaves this hell that we call  life
she is my friend
she is really me