She holds the book to her chest,
Almost clinging on for dear life...

Where are you, Daddy?
I can't find you...

I just winged it on this poem and wrote what I...
I'm Happy...

She walks down the halls,
Holding her books tight...

We ended peacefully,
And I'm glad it went that way...

Children dying,
Mothers crying...

I went on line,
It was a normal night...

There are so many things in life,
I wish I could just forget...

I told you I could trust you,
Tell you anything...

I take this object,
From under my pillow...

She sits at her window,
Looking at the view...

No one really knows me,
They say I'm just a girl...