It Was Very Silent
Nothing Made A Sound
Someone Knocked At The Door
And Then She Was Found
Her Little Body
It Was So Cold And Blue
They Got Down On There Knees
And Searched For A Clue
Why Did She Do This?
Why Didn't She Leave A Note?
They Went To Her Room
On The Walls This Is What She Wrote...
"I Told You I Would Do It,
I Was Never Scared.
I Was Just Waiting To See,
If Anyone Cared."
She Was At Her Funeral
She Saw Those That Were There
And Surprisingly Enough
She Saw That You Do Care
You Were Crying
And Holding Her Lifeless Hand
You Put A Picture In The Casket
It Was Him And Her Cuddling In The Sand
A Tear Rolled Down Her Face
She Wants To Be There
But She Can't
She Screams "Life Isn't Fair!"
very very powerful piece........
heh... sounds like it was her own fault... she could have made other choices... better ones. Now apparently she's realized her mistake in your poem... but like you said... it's too late...
hopefully you'll never make that choice yourself. Always look to the music and other inspirations to keep your head high.