She Was Oky
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
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...