Walking the hallways,
Trying to hide the glares,
Nobody notices that she is not there,
The teacher calls her name,
There is no answer,
Dont they all know,
She now has cancer?
The school finds out around noon,
But what they dont know,
Is that she's dying soon,
No balloons, no flowers, no get-well-soon cards,
She now lies in her casket,
With no regards,
Her classmates arent crying,
But are feeling sad,
For what they had said to her,
Before things went bad,
Though her spirit still remains,
In the third-row, last seat,
Its something her classmates,
Now cant defeat.