It all seems so simple what she wants to say
She just wants the pain to go away.
A tear, A cry for help, a simple smile,
someone to make her day worthwil.
A razor to the wrist,
A simple change in everyoens day, a shift.
She ties the noose around her neck
but changes her mind with a look at a mere speck.
She realizes she doesnt want to leave this world behind,
Instead, she puts it all in the back of her mind.
She walks down the stairs and sits at the table,
and realizes its all a mislabel.
She goes to school the next day.
And tries to make the pain go away.
But still everyone is hateful and rude,
She tells them she is no longer in the mood.
She goes home that night,
And plans her next flight.
Her flight home to heaven,
At train station seven.
She tucks it away in the diary under her pillow,
hoping one day to bury it under the weeping willow.
She never makes it to that day,
She is buried in the ground, beneath the weeping willow, holdind her diary, not making another sound. Like a pillow.