Only 16
This girl, I see her everyday
Bright eyes, but never smiles
Walking down the torn up road
Each step her burden piles
Pink headphones, fingers twirl around
Her life within those wires
Slowly drags her feet to work
Knows not how to desire
She wonders that’s the point of life,
Eyes straight out, open, but unseeing
Thinks nothing will get better here
Her reasons left are fleeing
Cynical, scared, unhappy with her life
Mix this all together, mom should hide the knife
The first day in months that sun had shown
The girl with bright eyes didn’t walk the torn road
She missed the day, she made a mistake
If she had only known now, it was something she’d regret to ever take
This girl, I saw her everyday
Bright eyes, but never smiled
The girl took her own life that night
How could this happen to a child
