Invisible Imperfections
A new born baby
So fragile and sweet
"Look," they say
"At how well she sleeps."
Now five years old,
That baby is,
That teachers praise
"What a sweet kid"
"Always caring and kind"
Is what they'd say
"She'll be someone
At least one day"
Already a middle schooler
That awkward stage
But not for her
At thirteen years of age
With glossy hair
And all the clothes
She's friends with everyone
Even has a phone
And the kids all think
She's great and cool
Not a bad word to say
By anyone in the school
A freshman in high school
All exiting and new
She makes more friends
Even has a crush or two
Her academics didn't flail
As her social life leaped bounds
You could easily say
She had high school figured out
And she didn't get picked on
Not one little bit
For the knowledge in her brain
That she was blessed with
She never gets told
She's fat or she's ugly
Because thats not believed
Not by anybody
Now she's a senior
High school treated her well
Many would even think
Her name should be Belle
With tan skin year round
And white teeth flawless and gleaming
She seems perfect inside and out
But appearances can be deceiving
Only a month left to go
Then they start something new
She has big plans for the future
And college to go to
As the day grows closer
Until it all changes
She looks back on life
And sees all the decisions
All the people she's met
All the things that she's done
It comes back in a rush
Until she's had enough
Her iPhone started ringing
But she never answered the call
'Cause the night before graduation
She ended it all.