i cant do this anymore
i'm pretending that i'm fine
when the smallest thing can make me cry
not that you've ever seen it

i mean who notices the wierd girl in the corner
but then i guess you never knew there was a corner
or a girl who just needed someone to take her
far way from this life for an hour at a time
not even an hour just a minute or a second
but no one spared me a glance
or noticed when there wasn't a girl in the corner
but you all noticed the drops of blood leading out the door

how strange you notice the little things
but ignore the person who made them
i wish you could understand but you dont
you dont understand why i needed to get away
you dont understand how i could of made the trail for you to follow
you dont understand that there once was a girl
you dont understand that you could of prevented this
you dont understand that this was the only way out

you follow the trail
finding that as you go along the drops grow
until they stop completely and before you now
is the same girl from the corner
drowing in a crimson pool
swimming is what you want to delude yourself
with what i'm doing
rather then accept that i'm gone

no letter or note
but it doesnt matter
my parents wont know
isnt that better for you?
so no one can blame you or anyone else
they'll live forever in a state of not knowing
there little girl went willingly with out a reason

i told you in confidence
that i couldnt do this anymore
hoping you would know what to say
so as my tears wouldn't turn crimson
but you didn't say anything and
i turned away from the idea of life and being saved
aren't you glad you didn't say anything