Sitting Alone

this girl sits..
and stares at the wall..
wishing he was here..
so she wouldn't have to cry..
she wouldn't have to wish he loved her..
she wants a boy who will love her..
just because she's her..
she sits there while the blood runs down her wrist..
and wishes he could see what he's caused her to do..
she has no one..
no-one who knows how much pain he has caused her..
no-one who cares about the pain she holds in..
she used to have him..
but now he's gone..
the only thing she has left..
the only thing to get her through..
is the hope..
the hope that someone could truly love her someday..
so she won't have to sit alone..
and cry herself to sleep every night..
she hopes someday to have someone who will hold her..
who will wipe away her tears..
she doesn't want to hurt anymore..
but she can't get over him..
she just hopes one day someone will love her..
the way she loved him..