Just an average girl, she always wore a smile
She was cheerful and happy for a short while
But now shes older, things are getting colder
Life's not what she thought, she wished someone had told her
She told you she was down, you let it slip by
So from then on, she kept it on the inside
She told herself she was alright, but she was telling white lies
Can't you tell? Look at her dull eyes
Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night, but she knew there was no chance of feeling alright
Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves
'Cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through, you see
She knew she was depressed, didn't want to admit it
Didn't think she fit it, everyone seemed to miss it
She carried on like a soldier with a battle wound
Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed
She had no friends at school, all alone she sat
And if someone were to notice, she would blame the cat
But those cuts on her wrists, they were no mistake
But no one cared enough to save her from this self hate
Things were going down, never really up
And here she is now, stuck in this stupid rut
She knew exactly what she had to do next
Just stand on that chair and tie a rope around her neck
She wrote a letter with her hand shaking wild
"Look at me now. Are you proud of your precious child?"
But she knew that her parents weren't the ones to blame
It was the world that should bow down its head in shame
She stood up on the chair and looked out at the moon
Just dont think, it'll all be over soon
The chair fell down as she took her final breath
Its all over, all gone
Now shes greeting death
Her mum walks in, she falls down to the floor
And now nothing can take back what she just saw
The little girl that she raised was just hanging there
Her bodies pale and her face is violently bare
She sees the note and unfolds it with care
All she does is stare
"How can this be fair?"
She starts reading as the tears roll down her face
"I'm sorry mum, but this world is just not my place. I've tried to fix this and fit in. I've come to realize, this world's full of sin. There's nothing for me here, I'm just a waste of space. I've got no reason to stay here with this awful race. It's a disgrace, I was missplaced. Born in the wrong time and in the wrong place. Its ok, though, 'cause you'll see me soon. You'll know when your time has come. Just look at the moon as it shines bright throughout the night. And remember, everyone's facing their own fight. But I cant deal with the pain, I'm not a fighter. You'll make it through the night, just hug your pillow tighter. So let the world know that I died in vein because the world around me is the one to blame. And I know in a year you'll forget I'm gone, 'cause I'm not really something to be dwelled on. Thats what they used to tell me, all those kids at school. So I'm going by the law of majority rules. My presence on this earth is not needed any longer. And if anything, I hope this makes you stronger. Now its time to go, I'm running out of space to write. And, yes, I lost my fight, but please just hold on tight. I'm watching over you from from the clouds above and sending down the purest and whitest dove to watch over you and be my helpful eye. So this is it world..""Goodbye"
-Courtney Parker, "Her Last Words"