Surprised at what you often see,
Her face she made for you and her.
She never let her feelings show,
No matter how depressed and low.
She led a normal teenage life,
Although she thought about a knife.
She knew this wasn't the thing to do,
So went on like she needed to.
She hid her feelings like a clown.
She really felt bad way deep down.
Each passing day was like no other.
"I can go on, so help me Mother."
She went for help that very day,
And so her room she sat and prayed.
She knew this wouldn't be very tough,
With help from friends that wouldn't be rough.
"I don't know what to really say,
Please doctor cure me right away."
She has improved at quite a pace,
You can see big smiles on her face.