Suicide Note

Tue, 01/14/2014 - 18:06 -- t_bex27

When I was a little girl
My momma used to say,
“Do kind things for other people,
And goodness will come your way”

When I was just a toddler,
My daddy always said,
“Stay in school and get good grades,
Use that pretty head”

When I entered grade school,
My grandma once told me,
“Share your colored pencils,
And popular you will be.”

When I started junior high
My brother told me this,
“Stay away from all the boys
Don’t give one single kiss”

When I got to high school,
My sister nearly screamed,
“Never have a sip of beer,
It’s not as fun as it seems”

Mommy, daddy, grandma
And my siblings too,
I never broke one tiny rule,
I did what I needed to do,

I was kind,
I shared,
I stayed in school,
I kept away from boys,
I never drank one tiny bit,
I carried myself with poise

Even though I listened closely,
And did just what you said,
I never was quite good enough
So tomorrow I’ll be dead

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