She's a Beautiful Soul


She's a beautiful soul

And yet she does not know

How beautiful she is and how far she can go

She's so brilliant, she shines brighter than any star

Her smile is so rare it's like a precious gem buried miles below

She's quick-witted and kind and has so much to live for

So, why doesn't she want to live anymore?


This society based on possessions and perfectness

It drags her down and makes her forgot

All she has to live for and all she can do

She's so remarkable but the world tells her no.

She forgets just how beautiful of a soul she has

And how crucial and precious her life really is 


Why do we do this to ourselves?

Why do we let other peoples thoughts and wants superceed our own?

She should feel beautiful and perfect just the way she is.

She should know love and kind words

Not hate and harsh slurs.

We should teach eachother how beautiful we really are

Not pick eachother apart because of every flaw.


She's a beautiful soul

And yet she does not know.

People brought her down to her lowest of lows

They ridiculed her and made her relive every flaw

The fluff on her stomach, the jiggle of her thighs, the pimple on her nose

She hated herself and everyone around her

She thought she had no one to care and no one to see

Just how wrong things were and how close to the edge she was

She finally had had enough and she took all those pills

Then her life slipped away and the beautiful soul was gone


Her mother found her passed out on the floor

She screamed "My baby girl!" and held her close

Her father rushed into the room and dropped to his knees

At the sight of his little girls body, pale and cold.

They called the EMS they did what they could do,

But in the end, it was the end of a life short lived

The service was large, filled with her classmates and friends

The people that pushed her to the edge of her life

And who eventually made her take the final step


Now she lies in the grave

Cold and dead

She'll never see the light or feel a soft breeze

She could have lived a long and prosporous life

But instead she was pushed too far

And she left too soon.


She was a beautiful soul

And yet she did not know

How beautiful she was and how far she could have gone.

She was brilliant, and shined brighter than any star

Now, her smile is so rare it's only in pictures

A ghost of what she used to be

A ghost of the future she could have had.

Now the world will never now

How beautiful of a soul she really was.


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