A fire in her Eyes,
Of all the times she cried,
An empty piece of her heart,
Her life and friends all torn apart,
Sneaking out her upstairs window like many times before,
She thinks about her life and just walking out the door,
In this she will find happiness,
Her life shall be a ease,
But one more thing she must complete,
Making her way through the crowd,
As she yells his name aloud,
Reaching in her blue jean pocket,
She pulls the trigger and runs away,
Making her way onto an empty bridge,
Placing her feet onto the outside ridge,
Spreading her arms and falls below,
She lives the life no one should know,
Dying in water as she floats below.
