My drawing book

Poem

If one day you wake up
And I'm gone
Don't cry don't grieve
Don't write paragraphs
About how much you loved me
Because
When I was alone in my
Darkest hours you weren't
The one that would stay up
At night to make sure I was alright
Don't say I was a wonderful girl
And wonder how people could
Be so cruel
Because on some ways
You might have been that reason
I killed myself that night