A girl\\\

she wasn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t even a fighter
she couldn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t even drop her hand lighter
she knew what her end was like
so there was no reason to hide
she tried to look forward
but all the bitches thought she was awkward
but she couldn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t handle it anymore
she counted the days 1,2,3,4
she realised the numbers don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t matter
and everyday wounds of her life shatter
so she took the blade
because all she wanted was to isolate
a cut here a cut there
it was like a love affair
because she felt good doing it
she didn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t want to admit
but no one even saw her bandage
but it was kinda an advantage
she didn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t want their eyes to see what she\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s done
but soon she will be gone
she was ready to give up
as she did her last cut
she and the bitches thought she was a wreck
so she tied the rope around her neck
her mum came in to call her for dinner
but now her daughter was a sinner
a little note under her chair
it said \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'mum I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'m sorry but this life wasn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t fair
not even a bit
I knew i didn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t fit
and don\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t the bitches dare to come to my grave
and say that I was so brave
they caused my agony
because of \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'em I knew I could never be free\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'
the note end
and so did her friends
then she was in the clouds
away from this fucking crowds
but still she wasn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t happy
because she wished she was with her mommy and daddy
she cried and begged for a second chance
god forgave her and let her go for the last dance
she never smiled that bright
finally there was this missing light
she was there only for a few hours
but that was enough because they said \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'you\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ll always be ours\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'
then she turned back to her last place
she wasn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t like embraced
but she prayed for the bitches\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\' death
and in this moment they took their last breath