She just couldnt do it the pain was too strong she hated the world she hated the wrong all the pain of waking everyday the same old stuff the same old ways the sleepless nights the hopless days things went on always the same same hurt, same day she said " i can make this pain go away" she took her tool went to the pool ran the cord off its spool pluged it in prepared herself to induge in sin the sin of dying by her own hand no funeral no band just her and the cord in her hand which led to the wall that lead to the pool that led to her fall into the water so sweet and cold as the blood ran throught the water there went her will the lamb was slaighterd the mess wasnt too bad but at least now they pretentded they were sad now they cared, now they were scared she made history for me that led ot her story They were sorry when she was gone that she had not the strength to go on Missy we miss you they all exclaimed Missy we love you they all proclaimed Lies lies as a lamb to her slaughter they could have helped her they could have caught her rose her up , put her high then she would have never died told her she was pretty laughted at her when she was silly dont worry Missy in my book you made history in theirs' you made misery i love you missy i miss you girl my love is real my kiss was inclosed with a seal' i admire you girl you had the courage that was outta this world help was here why didnt you take it i should have told you you could shake this guess its too late now i wish i could see you somehow see how happy you are now i will always remeber and never forget missy my sweet little migit'' |