I once knew a girl,
Who hated the world.
With hate so great,
She decided her fate.
She only then realized,
Her crime was to finalize.
Her family left her,
Friends dont get her.
She took a life,
Because of their strife.
She wore a hood and cape,
To hide her face.
She was swinging,
The choir was singing.
And the white dress,
The made her life a mess.
She didn't show,
And nobody knows.
That the life she took,
Was her own.
