she sits in her chair at her desk
staring at the wall, thinking...
about her life, trying to understand
why does it make her so sad
she doesnt understand... why she has to feel the way she feels
why she has to do the things she does
why whe thinks the things she thinks
why she acts the way she acts

is her life really worth living
is it worth her pain and trouble
she breaks her gaze at the wall
she looks down onto her desk
seeing the end to her suffering...
the thick brown rope lies there...
it crys out to her saying here i am
here is the answer to the problems you face
i am the answer to the feelings you feel
i am the answer to the the things you do
i am the answer to the things you think
i am the answer to the actions you make

she thinks that this is the truth
she believes what is easiest to believe
even though it is not true

she takes the rope, takes what she thinks is the answer
she stands on her chair, and hangs the rope from the fan
not even knowing what she throws away
not knowing what pain her actions could cause
not knowing the sorrow her friends will feel
the greeving her parents will go through

she puts the rope around her neck and ties it snug
and kicks the chair out from under her feet
dangling hoplessly, she wonders what will happen next

isnt she supposed to die...
did she do it wrong....
why does everything go wrong for her
as she thinks this the world gets dark
her head feels light as she drifts into unconciousness

*dedicated to my like best friend who is the insperation to my writing
now.... i love ya and i dont kno what i would do with out you bud
 
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