The Many Thoughts Of Beatrix Wilder Poem by Rylie Shoop

Hey you!
I can see you out in the distance.
But in the blink of an eye,
you can be gone in an instance.
The wonders of life.
soon can be ended by the knife.
Wielded in your hand,
ending your own life by demand.
Your close friends and acquaintances can soon fade away,
as do the memories in your mind that stay.
Wishing for an easier way to get out?
She just sits there and pouts.
Could she,
take ones life for homicide?
or,
take her own for suicide?