She slit her write <br />To deep this time <br />While writing this <br />And making it rhyme <br />She dosent know why <br />She feels like this <br />Shes got everything <br />There’s nothing to miss <br />Grate family <br />Grate friends <br />Grate guy <br />She dates <br />But she dosent know why <br />It feels so wrong <br />And every night she listenes <br />To the same old song <br />It dosent matter now <br />Shes long gone <br />Please don’t be sad <br />Shes not the only one.<br /><br />Nicola Haines<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-425/
