Listen

Listen to the whispers, Listen to the lies. All about this little girl, That always has tears in her eyes. Listen to the giggles, As the girl suddenly falls. Listen to the things people say about her, As she walks down the halls. She has no friends, No one to call. No one to talk to, No one at all. When she gets home, from school everyday. She grabs a knife, And cuts away. She cuts her wrists, Never too deep. But just enough, To make her weep and bleed. But now she’s getting sick of it, Sick of all her pain. So she grabs out the knife and finally decides, She’s going to end her life today. So she finally goes for the final slit, And then she says “this is it”. She puts it on her wrist and pushes down, And in an instant she falls to the ground. So, now listen to the whispers, Now listen to the lies. About the little girl, That because of them ened her own life.