Graceless a girl of 16

Sits in her corner

Of the world

Plaster white face

Wishing she could just

Die and get it over with

And she does

Crooked smile brushing

Her melancholy face

She caresses the metal

Laying in her palm

Then throws it across

Her miserable bedroom

Hitting a mirror

That shatters for

Seven years of bad luck

She will never see

Because next to the broken

Glass

She is found with her moms

Prescription for ADD

Decidedly deceased

Another statistic to tack to

Our lovely wall of suicidal

Deaths