I'll tell you a story
one as old as time,
Of a young little girl
who couldn't wait to die.
She woke up every morning
and brushed her shiny teeth
But no one knew her pain
for she kept it hidden deep.
She hated every day
and almost everyone
until a boy named Jay
claimed her as his own.
He loved her very much
and she knew he was true
"Then why," she thought,
"am I always blue?"
She acted like she was happy
she laughed like she didn't care
But deep down inside,
the feelings were still there.
Every "I love you" seemed a little more hollow
He knew her heart was filled with sorrow
Pretty soon it was all too much
so many things went wrong
Jay couldn't keep up
She was dead
as she wished,
She could've been brave,
but now, she's missed.
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Author:
Bay (
Offline) - Published: November 2nd, 2017 14:40
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
No one can help you but yourself. Very sad
beautiful
truly very sad...no one should feel that way.
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