Could it really be the girl who nobody knew <br />Could it really be the girl who spent her breaks in the loo <br />Could it really be the girl who smiled so much <br />Could it really be the girl who's wrists she clutched <br />Could it really be the girl who laughed so much her stomach would start to hurt <br />Could it really be the girl who always wore that black shirt <br />Could it really be the girl who sat alone all those years <br />The one who masked her insecurities with a simple smile <br />Could it really be the girl who shed so many tears <br />Could it really be the girl who wished she was dead <br />Could it really be the girl who never even said <br /> <br />'Twas really the girl who was bullied all those years <br />Who sat in the toilets to shed o so many tears <br />Who then went outside and put on a smile <br />But that pretty laugh was just fake all the while <br />Twas really the girl who nobody knew <br />Twas the girl tormented and driven by you <br />Who went the the draw and took that knife <br />And started to draw in her canvas for life <br />She never needed that paper or pen <br />Because she had her skin, a blade and an end... <br />It was her that withdrew the pills from the jar <br />It was her that thought to jump in front of the car <br />It was her that decided to take her own life <br />Because it was her that thought her life wasn't right <br />It was her who discovered that life was just cruel <br />Who discovered only lifes miserable rule.<br /><br />Sarina Manning<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/could-it-be-33/
