Now they're
holding the note,
and the first thought in their minds is,
My precious daughter, why?
She was much farther out
than they knew
Now they're at her grave,
and the first thing people say is,
She looked so happy, why?
Her life was much worse than
they knew
Now they're looking through her room,
and the first thing they realize is,
She was a cutter, why?
She was in much more pain
than they knew
Now they're telling her friends,
and the first guilt that they feel is,
I knew she was bullied, but why?
She was too small and the
pain was too big.
