Is This Really Me? (Convinced)

she stands in front of the mirror. why can't anyone see her? she's hurt and she's scared, no ones ever there. she thinks about maybe taking her very last wink...because she's convinced that nobody cares She thinks about tomarrow, it doesnt matter to her. all she sees is this image in the mirror and wonders, "is this really me?" The ground she stands is very weak, her laugh she fakes, hoping to wake the next day and be happy...still she's convince that she cant be. She sits and looks at her wrists...all cut up and bloody. and she starts to wonder, "is this really me?" Her eyes bloodshot from the quiet tears that run down her cheaks, and her thraot is swollen from all her silent screams. why doesnt anyone hear her? why was she so convinced that nobody cares? If only someone was there to catch her before she fell, before she startsed to wonder. i wish someone would let her see what she really needs to think. but all she ever did was wonder, "is this really me?" and then she found her answer.......but now..where is she??