• A lonely girl in the shadows of everyone,
    She cast a black shadow across the floor,
    She trimbles from sadness,
    Cries from pain,
    And sits alone from the rest of the world.

    She thinks, "It's only a dream."
    But she never wakes up from this nightmare,
    Parents abandon her in a time of need,
    Friends turn their backs,
    All she has is a blade and an angel.

    A lonely girl has tears that drown her face,
    No smile,
    No laughter,
    No cheer in her eyes,
    Just anger and pain from being abandoned by everyone.

    Parents continue to lie,
    Friends always walk away,
    Family ignores her,
    So much pain in her heart,
    No love for anyone except her angel.

    The lonelyness is always,
    The pain is everyday,
    Isolated from everyone and everything,
    Except her angel.

    Nothing the girl can do,
    Except write and keep the blade close,
    The writing is emotional,
    the blade let's the pain free and blood follows,
    The lonelyness and sadness brings pain back.

    The girl can only sit in a corner,
    Tears come from her beautiful eyes,
    Her beautiful body becomes covered in cuts and bruises,
    Her mouth closes,
    Not a word comes from her.

    The angel grows worried,
    The lonely girl, an angel on Earth, is tired,
    Tired from lonelyness,
    Tried from being ignored by everyone,
    From only being loved by her angel,
    From all the pain life gives her.

    She knows life isn't fair,
    But she shouldn't have to live in lonelyness and loveless,
    There's only one thing she can think of,
    "My nightmare is over..."

    The blade rises,
    The angel silently prayes,
    A blade to her neck,
    She cries,
    She falls to her knees,
    The blade drops to the floor.

    Only thing she can do is cry,
    Cry because she has to live with the pain,
    The angel whispers,
    "It's time to come my beautiful angel."

    The lonely girl smiles,
    A beautiful smile indeed,
    She cries more,
    The blade rises once more.

    A quiet yell amerges,
    The beautiful girl falls to the ground,
    Lifeless and bloody.

    A red rose lies in the hand of a beautiful girl,
    Blood covers it,
    She holds it with closed eyes and a bruised body.

    The lonelyness and loveless life ends,
    The family can only cry for the mistreat they have given,
    Friends can only cry for the lonelyness they have given,
    Now they can only look down on the body of the beautiful girl,
    They have driven her to aganoy and pain.

    The look at the beautiful body of the young girl,
    They see what they have done,
    But it's to late to save her,
    Such heartless they have given has paid off.

    Now the girl looks down from heaven,
    She's happy for once,
    The angel hugs her,
    Love given to the once lonely girl,
    She can only smile.

    In her hand, a red rose with blood,
    No blade,
    The beautiful girl is happy.

    Her parents cry but soon forget the girl,
    Friends slowly drift away from the memory of her,
    Her grave, filled with red roses, dies,
    No one comes to pray for her,
    The grave stands lonely.

    No one misses or remembers the girl,
    Her grave stands alone,
    All the roses turn black,
    Her angel statue grows red roses all around.

    The beautiful girl is no longer lonely,
    No longer sad,
    No anger,
    No depression,
    No bruises,
    Just love from angels.