I've caused too much pain and sorrow.
I shouldn't earn my wings,
Yet, I didn't do so well without them.
I shouldn't keep on smiling,
While the people on earth are still crying.
I shouldn't be glad to be in heaven,
For the reason I'm here still remins.
I shouldn't be the angel,
That I killed myself to be.
I shouldn't be apart
From my friends and family.
I shouldn't be way up in heaven,
To help with all their pain.
I shouldn't be upon this cloud,
While they're still deep in rain.
I shouldn't have taken those pills.
I should have gone to the park with my friends.
I shouldn't have stayed at home
To sit and think again.
Now we are both alone,
And there's nothing I can do,
But wish that I had had the chance
To say goodbye to you.
Note about the Author: When this poem was written, Katherine Grove was 13 years old and in 8th grade at a public highschool in northern Virginia. She enjoys listening to music, hanging out with friends, reading, writing, and art.