She'd Always Talked

Apr 09, 2008 - 09:01 AM PST

Easy come and easy go.
At least, you know that’s what they say.

She came and went.

She’d always talked of having that party and all her friends come round to stay.
She’d always been that little bit arty, but she had to break with those old ways

And when they came
She took the strain
She made the day a thing so special.

But that was that
When they were gone
The empty place
Felt oh so strong
With no-one there
The messed up space
Made her despair
She lost her faith
She took her life
In so much haste
She’d only opened half her presents.

She’d always talked of having that party. All her friends come round to stay.
She’d always been that little bit arty, but she had to break with those old ways.

Her mother came
Back round at nine
She found her with
A rope entwined
Around her neck
There by the door.
Beside, a note;
“I’d hoped for more”

She’d always talked of having that party. All her friends came round to stay.
She’d always been that little bit arty, but she had to break with those old ways.

More people came to
Send her up in smoke
Than ever came to find out how she felt.