I Once Knew A Girl

She went to school everyday
like a normal person she did pay
she was shy but nice
but of course there was a price
she was teased at school
no one thought she was cool
they treated her like dirt
and called her fat when she wore a skirt
she used to fit in till one little fight
after that day she couldn't sleep at night
she would toss and turn
thinking of what the fight made her learn
she could stand being called names
and she could stand all their games
but inside it hurt her so
she felt down and always low
she turned to cutting she knew no one would care
she slit her wrist and never told not even on dare
she would wear long sweaters to cover the cuts
even though it would always drive her nuts
soon after depression there became light
she was fine when she had to sleep at night
she now became friends with those she hated
boys were now saying she was highest rated
then she met him
he never made her hurt a limb
she loved him with all her heart
but then one day he threw it like a dart
she was down again and hung in her room
her family thought she was in doom
she used the razor one last time before she died
her family was the only people who even cried
no one missed her they didn't even know
except for that one empty desk that sat in the row
they took it away to erase the thought
and lowered the new flag they had bought
no one cried no one did morn
no one even knew she was ever born
so now you must know this she is I
i am writing this to say goodbye
You will find this note upon my chest
i wrote it with all my streangth and all my best
i am hoping you will morn now that i died
because i know when i wrote this i cried
tell my friends i love them so
and remember me from the empty desk in my row
tell them i will miss them and think of them now
and didn't ever let them ask you how
i didn't want to be known as the girl who died
but the one who will be missed...
the one who cried..