She holds the book to her chest,
Almost clinging on for dear life...

Where are you, Daddy?
I can't find you...

I just winged it on this poem and wrote what I...
I'm Happy...

She walks down the halls,
Holding her books tight...

I told you I could trust you,
Tell you anything...

We ended peacefully,
And I'm glad it went that way...

There are so many things in life,
I wish I could just forget...

I went on line,
It was a normal night...

Children dying,
Mothers crying...

I take this object,
From under my pillow...

She sits at her window,
Looking at the view...

No one really knows me,
They say I'm just a girl...