Her life seemed great
from the out side that is
no one but I knew
the pain that she was going though
I didn't know what to do
I loved her so much
but I didn't know how to help her
I didn't know if I could make a difference
she put on a mask
and would not let anyone see
her true face
the real pain she was battleing
only I knew
what was going though her mind
only I knew
it was only a matter of time
till my precious one
took her own life
She has not done it yet
but there are only a few straws are left
till I will never see her again
can she not see that I love her
can she not see that she has friends
all she can see is the blood on her bed
why must she
bring her life to an end
what will I do with out her
how will I cope
why can she not see what she is doing
will she ever see
will I be able to help her
or will I be to late
will she pick her own death date
