• She's falling, but she's falling on purpose
    The point is gone
    Her life is worthless
    Without a second doubt
    She turns away
    No one will ever know
    What she chose to not say

    Alone at last, left with what she's running from
    She cries into the mirror
    As she thinks "What have I become?"
    She can't stand the sight of herself; she's ashamed
    Her happiness is gone
    Her sadness can't be tamed

    The lies, the heartbreak
    It made it's way around
    She's looking for some closure
    Or a place with solid ground
    Body on the floor
    Or back against the wall
    For one to be so young
    She seems to have seen it all

    Tragedy fills the air
    For what they could not save
    They slowly act like they all care
    Then go on with their day
    But she will always be here
    Simple blood on the ground
    Looking for someone to help her
    Because she has yet to be found