To Be Gone
I am the girl in the sweater
Hoping for things to get better
I am the sad girl on thanksgiving
Wondering why those who are not living
were not beside her in this life
Thirty-one days and she still cries
I am the girl lying on the ground
Wishing for what is not found
I am the girl crying late at night
Hoping and wishing he just might
come back and finish this off
so I wouldn't be the girl wishing to be Gone.
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