In the Woods

I found your clothes And your little pink lunchbox Why was it you they chose Of you, nobody talks How old were you What was your name I wish I knew Who was to blame I hope there wasn't pain I hope it didn't last long Maybe your name was Jane Did you see them come along Why do they do this They take peoples lives Take a girl from bliss Using their knives I hope it's better up there Away from those woods What happened wasn't fair I wish it was me, instead, in the woods *Written on May 8, 2012*