She's a little bit crazed

Sadness and depression

She's walking in a maze

Sometimes she sings

She sounds so sweet

Sometimes she doesn't speak at all

No way to help; I stand so small

She'll talk with me

She'll laugh with me

And her eyes, they gleam

Or so it seems

But only for a little while

Only till the darkness steals her smile

I want to help her so, so badly

I want to take her pain as she walks sadly

I want to share the good things in life

That there is more to living then the knife

It's been cutting her for years

How I wish to spare her tears

I love it when she smiles

Overcomes the torturous miles

But the knife returns

Like a fire it burns

What is the knife?

It's ruining her life

It's been there for a long, long while

Since her years as a child

And in her eyes the tears will well

And I don't know how to help.