• She walks alone
    She looks at her silent phone
    She sits quietly on her bed
    She has nothing to be said

    She sits at the desk in the back
    She ignores the rest of the class
    She wants to be invisable, you see
    She doesn't think she's like you and me.

    She comes home, she gets ordered around
    She cries, as she is slapped down
    She sits scarred on her bed
    She has nothing to be said.

    She sits at the table in the corner, far away
    She stares at her food, the only she gets all day
    She pulls her sleeves over her wrists
    She is ashamed of the slinder, red slits.

    She stares at her reflection
    She sticks her fingers down her throat
    She sits starving on her bed
    She has nothing to be said

    She lays on the hospital bed, as silent as she can
    She is too weak to cry, when the doctors announce she's going to die.
    She throws up the food injected into her
    She won't eat anything of yours.

    She has trouble trying to breathe
    She has trouble trying to see
    She lays dieing on her bed
    She has nothing to be said

    She looks down at herself
    She can't believe it's all over now
    She drops to her knees, not knowing how
    She looks around, no one is at her funeral.

    She looks up at a bright light
    She realises this is the end of the fight
    She only has one memory of her short life..
    She laid on her bed.. With nothing to be said.