The Girl with the brilliant smile,
was actually in denial.
She cried at home every day,
knowing her grandfather had flown away.
But of course nobody knew,
for she made up lies that were never true.
She hated her mother and father too,
so one night she looked up and said I don't feel like living granpa,
So she kept her promise when the clock struck two,
There went the blade out of her purse,
living without him; she felt cursed.
They could have saved her if they tried,
but its too late; the little girl died.