This was written a few days after one of the cheerleaders in our high school committed suicide. The entire school was given the day of the funeral off if they wanted to attend. I knew a lot of kids who took the day and said they were going to the funeral, but then didn’t. They just wanted the day off. I wanted a day off school as much as the next guy, but thought that it was hypocritical to take the day when I didn’t even know the girl. So I went to school more in protest to the others who “faked” a mournful stance. Her suicide was actually quite awful. She had invited all her friends over to her house for a party one weekend. Her parents were going to be out of town. Just as the party was at its peak, she went into her bedroom closet and blew her brains out with a handgun. She had planned this for sometime apparently. That was all the kids at school could talk about for a long time.
A girl I didn’t even know
Died today.
Many around me
Grieve at the loss
And I feel empty too.
There’s a void in me
I can’t fill…an empty place.
I don’t know why,
When never I saw her face.
Death affects everyone
Including strangers.
Died today.
Many around me
Grieve at the loss
And I feel empty too.
There’s a void in me
I can’t fill…an empty place.
I don’t know why,
When never I saw her face.
Death affects everyone
Including strangers.