Daddy's Little Girl.. Poem by Chlo'e Procter

Daddy's little girl,
all sad and blue.
Nobody she can even talk to.
Mummy's angry,
daddy's not proud.
Suddenly she's being followed, by a dark cloud.
Full of sadness, grief and despair,
nobody listens, nobody even cares.
Would they miss her if she wasn't there?
She takes a long walk, to maybe clear her head,
But she just cant forget what her Daddy had said..
'Your worthless, your scum,
I can't believe what you have done.
I just wish, you didn't exist,
then I could forget all of this'.
She crosses the bridge, not all the way but half.
Gets to the edge, and does nothing but laugh.
'My life is joke, I'm a loser - royally crowned'.
Lifts both legs over, and falls to the ground.
Within a second she is gone.
If only her Daddy had known what he'd done,
She'd be alive, and he wouldn't of pulled the trigger on his gun.