The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]

Never Ending.

Beautiful little girl,
Lying in her bed,
Eyes like pearls,
All week they cried.

Depression, paralysis and anxiety,
Her mother was screaming at the other door,
She saw the reality,
Eternal could be that horror.

He saw how his family lost money,
And I earned debts,
They washed dishes with a hose and pray,
She had serious doubts.

May I be happy in another life?
She didn't know who she was talking to,
Whether it was with God, or the man with the hat, but she was not safe,
She just knew she had to do something.

She hit her head with a wall,
Suffering, how could she get out of it?,
Asking herself, If she would end up falling,
Wondering what to do about it.

Some say she ended up committing suicide,
Others, that she worked hard and managed to become a millionaire and escape from home,
On the other side,
She wouldn't have to rhyme anymore.

In neither endin' would she ever have to rhyme again,
But she continues, continues writin' poetry,
Waitin' for the rain to stop,
That her life is over, to start again.

She doesn't know if she will be able,
She just know she has to fight more,
As if she will fight death with a table,
But death is her parents, and her table store doesn't exist.

She has nothin',
She'll have to start over,
In this life, again,
Or in another,

But it has to start.