suicide poems/songs/quotes

Dark Enough~

There is a girl in the front of my class

Who I swear I've never seen do anything but laugh.

She's tall and she's smart

Beautiful and strong

And when someone's down she tries to fix what I'd wrong

How does someone so perfect,

Feel so insecure?

As to scar her wrists with cuts and burns and still want to hurt more?

How does someone so loving,

Learn to hate her own guts?

Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade as if her mind isn't dark enough

There is a girl in the front of my class

Who's eyes are glazed over like newly cut glass

The ghosts of a smile,

Hints at her face

And she laughs as they tell her who's on first base

How does someone so perfect,

Feel so insecure,

As to scar her skin with cuts and burns

And still want to hurt more?

How does someone so loving,

Learn to hate her own guts?

Drawing a picture on her arm with a blade as if her mind isn't dark enough..

There is a girl in the front of my class

who society ... Smile and laugh

Friends tell her jokes,

Like the one with the guy

But all she does is close her eyes and leave into her mind.

How does someone so perfect,

Feel so insecure

As to scar her skin with cuts and burns

and still want to hurt more?

How does someone so loving,

Learn to hate her own guts?

Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade as if her mind isn't dark enough..

For her imperfections

There was a girl in the front of my class

Who yesterday took the breath that was her last.

She wrote a few notes
I'm sorry I didn't say,
My mind was messed up
you couldn't save me anyways.
And to the girl in the back of theher class
Who feels the way I did
How does someone so perfect,
feel so insecure?
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more?

~Amanda Lopiccolo~