her wrists are red
but she is dead
her parents are hopeless
as she lays lifeless
she wanted a friend
but was bullied instead
the rope is wrapped around her neck
cause she was on the wrong track
they put up signs beside her locker
to bad she couldn't live to see the alter
her seat in the back of class is empty
but a few can't help their envy
because she is free and high above
to bad he couldn't express his love.
his tears are here to stay
because he let her stray away
she couldn't bare the pain
from his stupid little game
the slits she made were because of him
because he couldn't risk the sin
her wrists are red
but she is dead
she just wanted a friend
but was bullied instead
and he was to late
to save his life-long mate.
YOU ARE READING
A Thousand Things I Loved About You
Poetryhis tears are here to stay because he let her stray away.
