I didn't really know her
Just from Instagram
And through my friends.
But that doesn't mean
That I don't feel sorry
For those who have truly
Lost a friend
A sister
An aunt
Or a daughter.
I'm almost ashamed
That I feel this strongly
For a stranger
Who chose to take her life
Without considering the consequences
Of the life she would leave behind.
Am I a terrible human being
That I only perceive her as beautiful in death?
That in life
She was just another face
In the hallway of my school
Laughing and smiling and pretending everything was alright?
Those who knew her have reason to grieve
But I don't.
I don't
...

But I can't help it.
My tears are glistening.
I guess it's true
What the song says:
"Funny when you're dead,
How people start listening."