Her father was a drug addict, her mother liked her liquor

This girl, depressed and deeply stressed, her mind was growing sicker.

Said girl, a straight A student, always top of the class

But even so, her self-esteem was low, causing her to fast.

This girl, she had anxiety, but this she would never tell

Her friends would surely judge her, so she hid it in her skull

Her skull was now becoming busy

Thoughts, thoughts making her dizzy

This girl with a heart that needed a mend

Decided it time for her life to end

She produced a gun and aimed, wanting only for her pain to cease

Pulled the trigger and BANG,

This girl was now at peace