She Was So Much More

They couldn't help but to see like before.

They just choose to ignore.

She sits in tears wondering what fore?

Why should she even live anymore.

She wasn't sick nor was she poor.

She had goals that were meant to sore.

But to them she was just a bore.

The gossip became a maddening roar.

Ripping deep into her core.

In her head grew a mental war,

As she ran out the door.

After finding her in a bloody gore,

They moved on as if her death were one of a average whore.

And all thei talk faded into lore.

But they didn't know, she was so much more.

-Exkai Jade Satiro- Synonym of Depression-

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