There was a young girl a little older than five,

Who really enjoyed being alive.

Through elementary she earned only A’s,

She loved the golden school days.

Junior high came along with a new crowd,

Changes to herself she then allowed.

Fascinated by kids who were older,

Her actions then began to get bolder.

Her grade average began to fall,

But she had little or no care at all.

Then she finally made it to high school,

She imagined it to be fun and way cool.

It got harder and harder for her to pass,

Everyday she ditched at least one class.

Parents never set any boundaries nor pulled any plugs,

Plus they stayed ignorant to her usage of drugs.

Soon she began wishing for a boyfriend,

But lack of options made her happiness end.

Not caring about anything anymore,

Do worse things than she ever did before.

She completely lost all of her pride,

Influenced but her obsession with the subject of suicide.

She loved self inflicted pain,

Darkness inside she began to obtain.

One day she started to dramatically cry,

No one had any idea why.

She went to leave out the door,

But she dropped to the floor.

Saving her they hurried and tried,

But help wasn’t fast enough so she died.

This to me is a demonstration,

Of an ignored child in a strange situation.

How can a little girl grow up so glad,

Then have her life end so sad.

By: Susanne M. Martinez