She was standing at the edge of the playground...
She was standing there because this was her...

Right here we stop existing
We stop breathing and we stop dying...

The first verse just begun
Means a second ones coming...

I try to write a poem a day
Just might keep the monsters away...

Idle tears
In her eyes...

Carnival of blinding lights
Clowns dangle from silver string...

Hey Gabby
Hey Breanne...

Did I ever tell you?
I hate my reflection...

I know what it's like to feel low
I remember when nobody cared enough to know...

Staring at lined paper
I swear it's taunting me...

I break, I know
I've been told it's easy...

It's not so scary
When it's all you know...