She goes to school,she want's to be cool
She never fits in,she want's to be thin
She cried all day,people called her gay
She wanted to die,she wanted to go
So she cuts her skin bleeding to death against her locked door
Everyone cried wishing they could take back what they said
But it was to late...she was already dead...
YOU ARE READING
Quiet
PoetryHayyy Peeps!! This is my first story or creation whatever you want to call it XD Hope you enjoy:))
