Her fina| res0rt

Look at what were left with,
A box of memories,
Opening it,
With sadness and cries.

She left to soon,
Or so we thought,
She didn't have any more options,
It was her final resort.

Couldn't handle it,
She was such a mess,
How could you expect her to cope,
She couldn't be happy.

Why?
Why did you do it?
Didn't you care about us?
Why didn't you follow your wit?

No,
I cant blame you,
I blame myself,
For not staying true.