You were holding a blade
When no one came to aid.
Your hair in a braid,
A decision has been made.
Wanting to end everything,
They hurt like a bee sting.
You tightened your shoestring
And fixed your nose ring.
But it will only end your life.
You wondered how it is in the afterlife.
You have a fear of heights,
So you switched off the lights.
It will surely leave a scar.
On it, you'll draw a star,
Into nowhere, you drive your car,
Emotions are still kept in a jar.
