This code of silence
Always seems to get me.
And it really doesn't matter,
Because they all ignore this girl cruelly.

I don't say anything,
I just sit here and be good,
Listening to all the conversations,
At least I eat my food.

Can this silence ever be broken,
I think as I write and read,
Not that they would care anyways,
This ugly monster just sits here and it feeds.

The world doesn't understand,
Except my inner self,
And it hurts and hurts,
Just seeing that blade upon it's shelf.

I look and I look,
But the blade beckons me closer,
And I ignore it once again,
Barely keeping my composure.

Today I went to school,
But I had a hard time getting out of bed,
And they never noticed,
The little beads of red.

And in the bathroom,
I had finally broken down,
And since I had my privacy,
I left this world with tears and a frown.