When you see her cry,
You want to die,
When you see the tears streaming down her face,
You lose all faith in society,
Due to the reality,

As she sits in the dark,
She fights a shark,
The shark of depression
That has made a major progression,
As she cries,
You feel so confused,
You don’t know what to do
So you cry too,
You want to help her,
But you’re afraid that you’ll stress her,
So you give her some space
Being careful not to give her to much
As she falls in to the rut of suicide,

You go to call her,
No answer,
So you call over and over,
Each time with no answer,
So you go to her house,
You knock on the door,
No answer,
So you knock louder,
Still no answer,
You open the door
What you see is to forget,
Her blouse just hanging there,
Hanging by the rope of death.