all the things that make her smile

All the things that make her smile,
a blade,
a rose,
a time worthwhile.
All the things that make her sad,
the girl he's with,
the color black,
that look of sorrow,
a stab in the back.
All the things that keep her living,
when he talks to her,
when she hears a laugh,
pink and green and happy chat.
All the things that make life worth dying,
terrible rumors and lies and crying,
the cuts so deep upon her wrist,
the despair in her face,
the search for his love,
the life-long chase.
Oh what she would do to end the sad,
but thats just life,
sometimes good,
and sometimes bad.