Due to society's predetermined norms
A parent is now looking at their child's casket
As they cry and mourn
Serenity once lied
In the child's bloodshot eyes
But now all you see is a captivated soul
That has finally found a final escape
Society says that its her fate
Or is that just an excuse
So that society doesn't get accused
Because this was ******.
Not suicide
Negativity came to the child in tides
She believed the pain could never subside
A brain that was once stable
Had now begun to turn tables
A once young and innocent mind
Has taken a form far from its original kind
Her body was filled with scars and marks
They grew by dozens in the dark
Terror had replaced youth
She had no one by her side
When she was alive
Everyone believed she couldn't strive
But now she's dead
Everyone is changing what they said
Words were the sword
Permanently damaging her while
causing her an internal war.