This is not goodbye..

Blood shot eyes,
teeth marks on her lips.
A mother cries.
Her little girl won't be home tonight.
Written on the wall,
In bold crimson letters.
"Goodbye all."
A father torn by the sight.
His little angel,
never took flight.
She lies in the center of the room.
So pale and fragile.
She had not yet to bloom.
She's gone from them now.
The parents sobbing.
Asking "how?"
They never knew,
their baby angel was in pain.
And how she couldn't get through.
In her hand is a note.
Her goodbye letter.
The last words she wrote.
"I love you, but I can't stand to lie,
all this time, I've hated my life.
goodbye."
She now has wings,
She is in the skies,
Where the angels sing.