Written thoughts

English class

There was a girl in my English
With bright blue eyes
And nobody could tell
It was a disguise

She smiled and laughed
And acted happy
Trying to hide the fact
Her life was crappy

The girl was good at writing
Always getting straight A's
Hoping that she
Could be a writer some day

The next day was different
She wasn't there
And everyone could tell
You could feel it in the air

We were then interrupted
With a tale of fear
About how that girl
Was no longer here

Everyone was sad
Some people even cried
None of us realized
How much she wanted to die

Along with her suicide note
She left her poems
Talking about her depression
Wishing people had known

If people had known
Maybe she would be okay
And maybe she'd be sitting
In class today

That girl in my class
Was such a good friend
How did no one know
She would make her life end

She took her final breath
While in the air
But how could she do it?
It wasn't fair

If only she knew
She wasn't alone
Maybe there would be more left
Than just Her skin and bones

So here's to that kid
With the low self esteem
People do care
Even if it may not seem