The Lost Soul Poem by Abby Jacobs

When a girl is sad
and doesn't know what to do,
when she sits in a corner
thinking what she had been through,
who will be there for her?

When she cries out loud
because of her pain.
Who let her thoughts take over,
driving her insane.
Who will be there for her?

Or when you see cuts on her wrist,
shes a completely different person,
lost interest in activities,
the pain has worsen.
Who will be there for her?

Who will stop and help
a girl who needs a mate,
to always be there for her,
before it is too late?