Do you like that?

Jane sighed, as a tear rolled down her pale cheek. She felt just like a doll.

Go away, this isn't worth your time.
Like a shattered crystal, once bright, she lies
Long forgotten, trodden upon
But still her edges are sharp-
-She cuts like a razor blade.

What are you still here for? I told you to go away.

My pale sheeks can't hold tears no more
My wrists can't bleed no more
My reddened eyes can't cry anymore.
Spare me from this pain.

~Desperate, I will run, to find my place in the diary of Jane.~