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I like to use this Image for this song because it fits.

Just an average girl, she always wore a smile.

She was cheerful and happy for a short while. Now she’s older, things are getting colder. Life’s not what she thought, she wished someone had told her. She told you she was down, you let it slip by. So from them on, she kept it on the inside. She told herself she was alright but she was telling white lies, can’t you tell? Look at her dull eyes. Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night. But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright. Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves. ‘Cause those cuts on her wrist were bleeding through you see. She knew she was depressed, didn’t want to admit it. Didn’t think she fit in, everyone seemed to miss it. She carried on like a solider with a battle wound. Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed. She had no friends at school, all alone she sat. And if anyone would notice she would blame the cat. But those cuts on her wrist were no mistake! But no one cared enough to save her from this self-hate. Things were going down, never really up, and here she is now, stuck in this stupid rut. She knew exactly what she had to do next. Just stand on a chair and tie a rope around her neck. She wrote a letter with her hands shaking wild: ‘Look at me know, are you proud of your precious child?’ But she knew that her parents weren’t the ones to blame, it was the world that should bow down it’s head in shame. She stood up on the chair and looked up at the moon. Just don’t think, I’ll all be over soon The chair fell down, as she took her final breath, it’s all over, all done, now’s she greeting death Her mum walks in, she falls down to the floor. And now nothing can take back what she just saw. The little girl that she raised, is just hanging there Her body’s pale, and her face is violently bare. She see’s the note, and unfolds it with care, all she does is stare: ‘How can this be fair?’ She starts reading as tears run down her face. I’m sorry mum, but this world is just not my place. I’ve tried to long to fix this and fit in, I’ve come to realize that this world is full of sin. There’s nothing for me here, I’m just a waste of space. I’ve got no reason to stay here with this awful race It’s a disgrace, I was misplaced, born in the wrong time, and in the wrong place. It’s okay though, ‘cause you’ll see me soon, you’ll know when your time has come, just look at the moon As it shines bright, through out the night. And remember everyone’s facing their own fight. But I can’t deal with the pain, I’m not a fighter. You’ll make it through the night just hug your pillow tighter. So let the world know, that I’ve died in vain, ‘cause the world around me the one to blame. And I know in a year, you’ll forget I’m gone, ‘cause I’m not something to be welled on. That’s what they used to tell me, all those kids at school, so I’m going by the law majority rules

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