She Was Oky

Just like everybody, she was a cheerful soul

Never imagined that she would ever feel so alone

What happened to her? She didn’t knew

Why she became like this? No one had a clue

Frustrated and irritated, this is what she felt

Self harmed herself and that’s how she dealt

Wrists were full of countless cuts

But to tell anyone about it, she had no guts

Didn’t wanted to, but always let people down

Thought of making them happy, so tried being a clown

She had no intention of doing anything bad

But whatever she did, made people mad

School or home, she was always lost

Sometimes in gloomy and sometimes in suicidal thoughts

Slowly and gradually her friends started hating her

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Thought she was drama and an attention seeker

Her family got pissed by the behavior she had

They yelled at her and again she cried

She became hopeless, wanted to die

Attempted suicide but failed every time

Self-hate and loathe struck her mind

Said she was okay, but she lied

Started hating herself, sick of being a problem

Wanted others to be happy, so kept herself at the bottom

Her hands were once pretty, but now covered with blood

No one could help her escape that dreadful flood

Hating and cutting, that’s all she did

Missed those days, when she was a happy kid

Didn’t wanted anyone to see any of her flaws

Little did she knew, she became she never dreamt of...