I should not have to be dying
For you to believe my distress
I shouldn't have to scream
In order for you to listen
I should not have to break
In order to feel the weight
If I die will you still think im okay?

She was a poet
And a artist
She played piano for 2 years
But quit
Because she hated it
No no that wont sound good on a application
Maybe...What about this:
Shes a poet
Who knows how to cry (professionally) and has been doing it for more than a a decade
An artist who never creates masterpieces
And with a lot of experience with quitting

Certain death
Never came
So I left Them a message to call me back

Daddy's on his knees praying to the Lord above
Mama curses under her breath choking on love
The smallest hands are now the coldest
And cute cries are silenced
A life smaller than their height
Yet felt heavier than their weight