There was a girl who was alone,
and she was tattered and worn.
Tha fact that no one cared,
left her shattered and torn.
She felt depressed all the time,
expecially locked in a cage.
There was only one thing to do,
and that was to wallow in rage.
It only got worse when she would sit,
and was distraught inside.
It really didn't bother her,
that no one cared when she cried.
And not one person gave a second,
to help her with a broken heart.
No one even noticed,
that it was tearing her apart.
He parents never had time,
to listen to what she said.
Even when she told them,
"All I want is to be dead."
The only thing that was seen,
was the blood on the floor that dawn.
She had simply vanished,
and without a trace, she was...gone.