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Ignored
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I am floating far above them,
I can see their tears and frowns,
The rope lays on the floor,.
From where they cut me down...
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Everyone is crying hard,
And the tears run down their face,
Now most are screaming, Why?
Did she hang herself this way...
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If they would have only listened,
And heard my frightening cries,
But they were always busy,
So I left them and I died...
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They thought I had no problems,
Just because I was a teen,
I tried to tell them many times,
But they never heard my screams...
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They were so wrapped up in their problems,
That they never saw my fears,
Nor the amount of times I cried,
Death hiding behind my tears...
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I am young and never learned,
Just how to cope with life,
I felt there was no way out,
So another knot in the rope I tied...
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The rope was hanging from the beam,
In the closet of my room,
Waiting there to wipe away,
All the fear and gloom...
†
One last time on your dooe I knocked,
But you just yelled at me,
"Go back to your room we're busy",
So again I turned to flee...
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I put the rope around my neck,
I was crying because no one cared,
I kicked away the wooden chair,
Which left me hanging there...
†
I guess my mother found me,
But it is not like I'll be missed,
I made her late for bridge,
And now she's probably pissed...
†
If they had only listened,
But now its just too late,
In the darkened closet of my room,
Is where I sealed my fate...
†††
I am floating far above them,
I can see their tears and frowns,
The rope lays on the floor,.
From where they cut me down...
†
Everyone is crying hard,
And the tears run down their face,
Now most are screaming, Why?
Did she hang herself this way...
†
If they would have only listened,
And heard my frightening cries,
But they were always busy,
So I left them and I died...
†
They thought I had no problems,
Just because I was a teen,
I tried to tell them many times,
But they never heard my screams...
†
They were so wrapped up in their problems,
That they never saw my fears,
Nor the amount of times I cried,
Death hiding behind my tears...
†
I am young and never learned,
Just how to cope with life,
I felt there was no way out,
So another knot in the rope I tied...
†
The rope was hanging from the beam,
In the closet of my room,
Waiting there to wipe away,
All the fear and gloom...
†
One last time on your dooe I knocked,
But you just yelled at me,
"Go back to your room we're busy",
So again I turned to flee...
†
I put the rope around my neck,
I was crying because no one cared,
I kicked away the wooden chair,
Which left me hanging there...
†
I guess my mother found me,
But it is not like I'll be missed,
I made her late for bridge,
And now she's probably pissed...
†
If they had only listened,
But now its just too late,
In the darkened closet of my room,
Is where I sealed my fate...
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