I lay there confused, battered and bruised,
Tears in my eyes, they can't hear my cries,
All they can see is a fucked up girl,
But what they dont see, if she's going through hell
Drink is an option yet she stays away,
Maybe tomorrow just not today,
so she walks in her bathroom and pulls out the blade,
blood drips from her skin, this is today,
Crying in pain she breaks out a grin,
This is the end my new life begins,
She can't seem to focus, she can't seem to hear,
All of her friends and family near,
They kneel down beside, hoping she's better,
Thats when they notice the blood stained letter, I'm sorry to all i couldnt go through,
This life i was living, it's what i had to do,
I'll be smiling down, so please no more tears,
Im happier now than i have been in years,
You were there for me when you wanted to bother,
But wat you didnt realise, i needed a mother,
If you had just stopped all your drinking and been,
Normal and loving my life would of seen,
love and hope, but instead i am haunted,
By all your pain, whilst u mocked and taunted
so if any drunks who think drink is better,
remember the words that were written in this letter,
your family and friends are more than your booze,,
just remember wat happens, its yur choice to choose
