A crying girl with a smile on her face
Swimming on but drowning in her place
Wearing long-sleeves of fashion
but hiding what she put on her arms with a passion
She decides that she doesn't want to hurt anymore
Even if the bloody cuts leave sores
She will never forget the relief of war
Always wanting to walk out the door
Continuously falling face first on the floor
She screams inside but fake smiles hide her pain
She doesn't want to gain any fame
Her eyes stay dry and her arms cry blood
Inside her brain ideas flood.
Her heart is breakin'
But you were mistaken
The girl you thought you once knew
Guess what? She cries too.
