You know that feelin' when you feel like no ones paid attention and you'd get better responses talkin' to cement? yeah thats what she gets cause no ones ever cared what she said, or what she meant that why she spent her high school life hidden in the deep ends ignored by everyone even the creeps and the freaks and the geeks and the jocks and the nerds. feelin boxed by the herds of the people who never gave her a spot to be heard and these are the type of people where shots will heard and suddenly everybody is her friend and everybody pretends like theyve been hit with this heat and now all you see is everybody tweet about her. hashtag pray for ashley when in reality when she was alive no one gave a fuck about her. not even her family but now shes trendin' twitter gettin respect because she was bitter by the life that would eventually kill her but guess who gave her that life? the same people who would act like she was invisible when she what was somebody to latch tight just imagine what she was thinking on that last nigh., thinking "should I do it or should I just pop a couple pills until I passout from the room spinnin but then she gets a moment of fuck this and she clutches her weapon and then the next thing you know her 16 years of suffering are ended in a second and no one even expected it because no one sat down and gave her a couple seconds and no one taught her to look past her imperfections cause all she had time to do was try to figure out why she was neglected every second of every day questioned why everyone had at least 5 best friends n... she didn't have one. the precentage of teens who kill themselves in highschool is 14... I know that doesnt seem high but thats 4,400 lives lost every single year cause no one seems to give a fuck or shed a tear, till it's too late... and I know you hate hearin this because it's the truth and I know you know you've treated someone like this too, but I can't even judge you because I have too but that shit changes today because being hateful is a waste of today
There were slits on her wrist for a reason, they described the deamons that we convinced her that she had... we had... exactly what she wanted and we didn't even know it, we just took it for grantid/ everywhere you go theres someone goin' through something and we just walk past it, totally ignorant to whats really happening underneath the surface/ yeah the house looks beautiful... but they're might be a broken furnace ready at any second to burn its oak down behind the curtains their might be a family that broke down and we never consider these thoughts, we just wait till it's too late and then we twitter our thoughts and its sad ain't it how people can live their lives hated by people who never even bother to get aquainted it's crazy ain't it? how people created a bandwagon of hate for no other reason other then their own insecurities that they hate


So this is me ending the song prematurely... kinda like the girl did with her life, ended it early