her grades dropped just a little
from 99's to 92's
she spent a little more time on make up
and a little less time on shoes
luches in the library
less time spent with her friends
colors became a bit duller
but no body saw this as the end
now she's almost falling
she's lucky to get a "c"
cant get herself out of bed
she's afraid of what life may be
no appitie for anything
pushed all her friends away
why didnt somebody say something
during the first few days?
YOU ARE READING
poetry for the heartbroken
Poetrymy poetry is for thoes who are suicidal amd anorexic or are going through anything troubling. (note: i am suicidal so i know this may be triggering.) if you are easily triggered i suggest you do not read. read at your own risk.
