She talked about
So many things
It hurts me
Just to say this
She's gone
Gone from this world
The only reason I know
Is this small blue book
She wrote her plans
With such detail
From beginning to end
It's filled with her thoughts
Of how she hated the world
There are even pictures
She drew to show
How it would end her life
She wanted to leave
She hated it here
She got her wish
She got her demand
As my fingers roll over her
Little blue book
I think to myself
Why did she do it?