Shelby Guillotte Poet I do not know?

Unwanted

unwanted child sitting in a room,
thrown away like a dirty dishrag that's been used
she feels discarded and unwanted 
alone in her room she sits there crying
feeling depressed she thinks about 
killing herself but thinks that's what 
they want me to do. I'm not going to
give them what they want.
she wonders if they will care
if they will cry or come to her funeral
or if they won't have a care in the world
once she's gone and out of the way
she feels like an outcast alone in the world
you wouldn't know it because she hides it
with a smile and has lots of friends
it seems like nothing is wrong but deep inside
she despises the world, she can't stand it anymore
and wants to leave it behind and forget 
her troubles and pain.

The next morning they found her note and
her body ling next to it
saying how she felt and why she did it, incase they where wondering
From above to her delight she was those who had
cared about her, but she wasn't alive to feel it.
unwanted child found someone who cared but, 
it was to late for her....

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