Seventeen year old girl sits quietly in class...
Watching all of her classmates smile and laugh,
No one knowing her plan,
Today was the day.
As soon as she got home, She was taking her life.
She smiles as the final bell rings.
Tells everyone good bye and speeds home.
As soon as she gets home she runs into her bedroom, and locks the door,
She sits on her bed with the knife she hid...
Takes one last look around her room...
Takes the knife, and slices her wrist.
And the stabs herself.
With her very last breath she whispers,
'I just needed help.'
12/30/12
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem