Once upon a time in a land not so far away,
There lived a young girl who wished she'd never stayed.
Not because of the roughness of the trees,
Or because of the fear of a simple sting of a bee,
But because of her life she longer wished to live.

No her childhood was not a complete bore.
No it was more of the trials her teen years stored.
Never did she think that one goodbye would be the last,
Or that time would go bye so **** fast.
Her teen years are the moments she no longer wished to live.

This story does not have a happy ending.
It's not like other stories parents are telling.
No because this story is about a girl who gave up.
She desired to take just one sip out of the bitter cup.
Because she no longer wished to live.

Now one night she felt lower than low.
She tied a noose rather than a bow.
But this time around her neck not on the back of her head.
She had the desire to wake up dead.
Because she no longer wished to live.

But one day she met a little boy,
And he offered her his toy.
The kind soul she was she began to play.
And thought maybe, just for a while she'll stay.
Beginning to have the desire to live.

The days flew by and so did the year.
Eventually the day came when she didn't shed a tear.
But rather she played with the children and pets,
And began to deal with her problems in sets.
Not often having the thought that she no longer wished to live.

Time has gone by and her teen years are gone.
As well as the children who grew so long.
She found a place in this land.
She found a place she could stand.
She had the desire to continue to live.

Now this comes as a surprise to many of you,
Because frankly you didn't know what she would do.
But one day she fell in love with a man.
They prepared to marry and made the plan.
She want to be with him and live.

But tragedy struck and she died a sad death.
With only others memories of her left.
And now she is standing up by a star.
With her life below her seeming so far.
But now she no longer had to live.