There's a girl who fights a battle,
every single day.
Everybody thinks she's strong but,
she's just a bit away and she'll break.

She harms herself, so others can't,
she keep holding on,
untill the very last breath.
She's on the edge, she doesn't want to be catched,
you tried to save her but now it's too late.
She has fallen, she has fallen down.

There was a girl who stayed up late,
every night and she cried,
everybody thought she was okay,
but all she really needed was someone,
who would at least try to be her friend,
and give her what she never had.

Now it's too late, she's gone away,
we will never know what she wanted to say,
her time has passed, her life has ended,
but it's our fault we should've made her feel loved.

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