She sits on the rooftop,
Ready to drop.
Wondering if she'd do it,
or maybe not.
She looks at her life,
From a close vision.
Spreading her tears,
Over her pink cheeks.
She kneels down,
And realizing.
Life is too marvelous,
To end it so quickly.
She sits on the edge,
Then someone scares her viciously.
She slipped away,
Falling like clay.
She spread like a bird,
When she fell on the floor.
It was to early for her to die,
Everyone questioned, wondering why?
The girl with the cheeks,
Who were pinker than pinkest.
Fell from the school roof,
For no reason to think it.
