A Suicide Caused By Surroundings

by Stacey de Luna   Feb 20, 2004


There was a girl, her name was Sam
Her hair a golden brown
She was loved by the whole school
But she always wore a frown
She had many problems at home
With her family and her friends
She would constantly fight with them
Until her tragic end
She sliced her wrists one sad day
She couldn't take anymore
All the constant nagging
Hurt her to the core
When her family found her
Lying on the floor
They found a note in her hand
They read it next to the door:
I'm sorry I was born
I'm sorry I lived there
The pain you all have caused me
Was more than I could bear
I leave you all with this
This line you might have heard,
"I hope you live happy lives"
Those are my final words

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