Saw you little girl,
No more scars, no more tear.
I see,
You’ve been sleeping early
You don’t go in the window
No, not anymore.
Took you 5 years to finally heal
No more sobbing,
No more drinking
You don’t light the cigarettes at 3 am
Wishing to be dead
Wishing to end it all
You forgot the pain that bought that pills in your tongue

You were 11
When you realized the world was ******* you up
You were Angry
Then Angry turned into lonely
Lonely that lead you to your nightmares
Nightmares that kids shouldn’t have.
Nightmares that kept you awake every night.

Now you’re free,
Sleeping soundly
No more overthinking
No more anxiety
Don’t need those pills anymore
Those 250 peso xanax made you broke.
Now you’re better,
Good thing you didn’t die when you attempted suicide.
Good thing you didn’t die when you attempted suicide.

Khy,  2019.