The world got heavy
On her shoulders
The world stopped listening
To her words
The world got hard
To push her and make her crack
She remembers a time
The world was easy
And she had friends,
And would laugh every day.
She would be smiling
She would be happy
The memories haunt her
Now she does have friends,
They stopped talking to her.
Now its rare to smile,
And she never laughs.
She misses it, though.
The world stopped caring
About her problems
The world kept moving
And she stayed put
The world got hard
And she cracked.
One final cookie, her favorite treat.
One final not, her parents love complete
One final goodbye, the world that turned its back on her
One final note, that escaped her lips, she loved to sing.
And she cracked.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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