I Dont Exist Poem by Edward Stardust

I dont exist, a gothic child prints through her dairy using a black pen,
wearing black clothes, holding back thoughts then writes it again.
She'd rather talk alone as she sits all alone in every class.

'Its the music she listens to' Dad says,
failing to accept the truth. He'd once read her dairy but yet still complains about her looks.

So now she's sittng in class contemplating a great escape,
influenced by the gap she'd already made, suicide becomes a close gate,

She writes a note, but didnt quite feel it at all,
Then writes it again just making some lettes bold,
She left it on her desk, packed her bags and head to the hall...
And that was the last time we heard from the gothic girl.

Although some may say those letters didnt express her at al,
i say we neva knew emily at all.