as I look in the mirror
tears streaming down my face
I start to wonder,
what happened to my smiling face
what happened to that girl,
who wasn\'t scared to smile?
what happened to that girl,
who wasn\'t scared of love?
that girl is gone
she\'s been gone for a while now
no one knows where she is
and they probably never will
you all wonder,
why she left
but what you don\'t know
is that its all cause of them
do you know what it takes,
for her to put a razor to her skin
how much hatred it takes,
to see that crimson red
she\'s scared of getting judged,
for being herself
so instead she pretends
to be someone else
you tell her to smile
you tell her to laugh
you tell her to,
stop putting on an act
but what you don\'t know
is that she hates
her smile,
and her laugh
she hates her body
she hates herself
so to take away the pain
she puts that razor to her skin
you want to help her
you want that girl back
you want her to love herself
as much as you love her
you promised her,
no matter what it takes
you\'ll show her she\'s loved
even if its just by you
you tell her everyday
how much you care
how much you need her
and how much you love her
she looks in the mirror
and you look with her
you smile at her
and she slowly smiles back at you
you wrap your arms around her
telling her everything will be okay
you whisper you love her
and that it\'ll never change
she slowly starts believing you
that she really is loved
she puts down the razor
for hopefully the last time
she no longer needs it
if she has you
your all she needs
to get through this
her scars are fading
her smiles returning
her laughs no longer fake
she\'s finally coming back, from her hiding place
lets hope she stays
cause that\'s what we want
the real her
the one we all love