A story of a teenage gUrL

This is a confession of a teenage girl,
she loved her life and even the world

Minded her own business and didn't act out,
she never threw fits and never had anything to pout about

Little did anyone actually know,
She was depressed
even if it didn't show

She was hurt so deeply by parents that weren't there,
she had nobody to help her to prepare

Frequently she'd cut herself to take away the pain,
She'd tell herself lies so that she wouldn't go insane

her tears of sorrow had lonely cries of Death,
Nobody knew that she was going to take her last breath

she slit her wrist and lye on the ground thinking that's what she deserved,
but only in the memory will she always be reserved.