The Girl Who Is Gone

In the darkness of the night, A little girl sits in wait, She'd given up hope; she'd lost the fight She knows not love, but hate. In school she sits, alone again, Not a soul will be her friend, They laugh, they mock, they joke, they play, Hurting her in every way. She walks to her home, Forgotten, miserable, invisible, alone People on the streets pass her by, They say nothing, She wants to die. She's trapped; she’s stuck, she wants away, So she spread her wings and flew today, To nowhere in particular, But she went to there to stay. She used to be a puppet, Attached by binding strings, To a life she truly hates, So she grew some wings. Shed always wanted to disappear, She got her wish and is no longer here. We never noticed, we never cared, It's our fault she wasn’t spared. We should’ve paid a closer look, We should’ve said hello, We should’ve cared about the girl we took To a place we'll never know. We've learned a lot, And now we know, We wont treat people, Like the girl long ago. She wont be forgotten, Her spirit lives on We'll never forget, The girl who is gone.