It can't be that girl who cries herself to sleep
It can't be that girl who is slowly dying
It can't be that girl with that smile
The one you hear day after day laugh
But really she just fakes another smile
That girl is lost
She has lost her soul and has no place to go
Can't find her way home
Broken and alone
She was left out in the cold
Nobody wants to find her
They just want to let her go
She has no home
She wonders the street at night
All on her own
She is trying to find a home
She is lost and confused
She turns to God but she can't find him
So she keeps looking
Lets time pass her by
The world moves so fast and she just stands still
She has no place to run
No way to get rid of her pain
Her last hope is a razor blade
So she cuts
Cuts her wrist
Blood starts to flow
She feels relieved
Set free
But then the blood............ STOPS
And all the pain comes back
She is right back were she started
She is still lost in this place
She has no where to go
She still has no home
Now what can she do?
She has let the razor blade take control
Every thought
Every dream
A river of crimson is all she sees
She sits on the floor every night
And just cries
She has the razor blade in her hand
Ready to cut
Ready for the blood
Ready..... Ready to end her life

Broken Hearts

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/can-t-be-that-girl/