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She cries
The way she feels inside is too much for her
When all you got is these four walls
It's not that hard to feel so small
Or even exist at all
How come no one heard her when she said

Maybe I'm better off dead
If I was would it finally be enough
To shut out all those voices in my head?
Maybe I'm better off dead
Better off dead!
Did you hear a word
Hear a word I said?
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I'm gone
Gone, gone
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I'm gone

She doesn't know she's beautiful
'Cause no one's ever told her so
And the demons that she hides are all she knows
And maybe she can fall in love with someone in her life that she could trust
And tell her she's enough (Will someone tell her she's enough?)
How come no one heard her when she said

Maybe I'm better off dead
If I was would it finally be enough
To shut out all those voices in my head?
Maybe I'm better off dead
Better off dead!
Did you hear a word
Hear a word I said?
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I'm gone
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I'm gone

When all you got is these four walls
It's not hard to feel so small
When all you got is these four walls
It's not hard to feel so small
All she wanted was to be enough
All she wanted was to be enough
So what does it take?
Maybe it's not too late
Yeah no one heard her when she said

Maybe I'm better off dead
If I was would it finally be enough
To shut out all those voices in my head?
Maybe I'm better off dead
Better off dead!
Did you hear a word
Hear a word I said?
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I'm gone
Gone, gone
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I'm gone
Gone, gone
This is not where I belong
You gonna miss me when I'm gone
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I look back at the girl in the desk diagnosed to mine. She doesn't notice, just continues staring at her blank page. I look at my own blank page. Then back at her. I've repeated this action innumerable times by the time I actually have an idea. I scribble something quickly on the paper and fold it into a paper airplane. I'm a little disappointed in how it turns out, but I throw it at the girls back anyways. I miss aim, and it hits the back of her head. I gasp, slapping my hand over my mouth. She stiffens in her seat. Then she turns back and glares at me. I lower my head in embarrassment as the airplane remains untouched. I slowly get up from my desk, and proceed to bend over and pick up my airplane. I put it on the girls desk and walk over to my seat where I put my head in my arms. A couple minutes later, I feel something hit my shoulder. I raise my head and grab the paper airplane that has landed at my feet. I laugh a little at how it was made. It is a very simple kind of airplane, but it seems to be made perfectly. I unfold it and read the words written in neat handwriting. I smile.
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It hurts looking at her hurt. I don't like it. For once, she isn't wearing long sleeves. But her bear arms are way more terrifying than the mystery of what's under her sleeves could be. Old and new cuts/scars cover her arms and wrists. I throw an airplane after writing something on it. Almost immediately I get one back.
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I knock on the door of a big, nice house. I wait in suspense as I hear heals click in my direction. I door slowly slides open. A middle aged woman with greying hair opens the door.
"Yes?" The lady raises her eyebrows at me. "A visitor of my daughter?" I manage to nod as the lady massages her forehead and smiles. "Right this way. She's currently pouring in her room." I frown but don't say anything. I'm lead to a closed door, which I'm left at after a "good luck" from the lady. I knock loudly.
I get no response. I knock again, harder. I start to get worried.
"Okay, umm I'm coming in." I try the knob. The door doesn't open. I start to panic. I finally kick the door open as hard as I can, earning a bruise. I quickly open the door as far as it can go. I see her lying on the floor with a bottle of empty pills.