She cuts her wrists, but no one sees

they mock

they joke, they push

they tease

But no one gets that she's a wreck

and one day the slits on her wrists

will be a noose 'round her neck

Then maybe you'll look and see you put her through hell

you'll say she was great,

so kind and so well

then I'll ask you her name

and you'll hang your head

and say "No one did." in shame

I did. I knew this girl

she was my best friend

but even I did not see

how badly she wanted to end

should've known her the best

but now I see her dead

in her prettiest black dress