Happy

by Zoe   Mar 8, 2007


She prayed to God
As she hugged her knees
Tears rolling down her face
She asked why me?

She never believed
What she had heard
"God never makes mistakes"
For this was obsurd

She was a mistake
There was no purpose she served
She couldn't make things better
To live, she didn't deserve

She couldn't do anything right
No matter how hard she tried
Maybe people would smile
If one night she died

She was alone
She had no friends
Except her little blade
That would help her life end

So many cuts
Along her fragile skin
A pool of blood
Someone could drown in

The light was fading
Soon the tears would be few
Soon she'll be happy
Maybe they will be too

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