Suicide?

They whispered behind my back
As though I was too dumb to understand
But the words you said hurt like a knife
Ripped my heart into a thousand shreds
Did you think I was too young to know?
The thoughts you screamed at me
You looked at me with saddened eyes
But inside you were glad she was gone
She might have been sick, sad, and crazy
But suicidal, no
Lost inside her world of fear
She was braver than any of you
She did not pull the executioner’s straw
She is gone
Drop it and look away