She stopped faking her smile
She let it all go
She let people see her sad
She gave up being fake
She became the loner
She lost her friends
Just because she stopped being fake
She tried to lose herself
She lost herself too soon
She soon only wore black
Along with black her skin
Soon became filled with
Red crimson cuts
Her sleeves became longer
Her voice was nearly never heard
Her "friends" left and never came back
Her clothes were plain and boring
And she rarely smiled
The teachers wondered what happened to their perfect little pet
Her grades soon dropped
They never got up
Her only alternative was dying
So each night she prayed death
Would come and wisk her away
It never did
Every night she prayed more and more
She became lost in her thoughts
Would plan her death nd write goodbye letters
Have the songs for her funeral picked out
She told family that she loved them more often
She let them believe she was ok....
She let herself die
Her soul died more and more
With each passing day
One day she couldn't bare it any
Longer
She took a stomach full of pills and ran away.
When she was about to die all she wanted was to be Saved.... .
Saved from this earth or from death either way...
She soon lost herself...
Lost her self in the rapids of the river.......
She let everything go.
You never know who might need saving
It could be anyone.......
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Forgotten Little Girl
PoetryA collection of poems by me! If you have any ideas I'll be glad to hear them. If you need anyone I'm here. These poems are depressed/sad I guess if that's what you want to put it.....
