This was written almost 30 years ago. It was written and rewritten by a 16 year old “depressed” “suicidal” teenager. Her name was Emily. Boy how things have changed since this was written.
I know the Emily of today. Sometimes I wish I could go back into the past and shake her. Shake her and say You WILL be okay!!!! You will not always feel this way!!!! Things will be better!!!! Knowing her as well as I do, she would not listen to me.
So if you learn anything from this, I hope it is that NOTHING ever stays the same. No matter how bad you feel right now, it WILL change.
Emily’s Life has just begun
Laughter, Talking, and a whole lot of Fun
She is as happy as can be
Making people laugh — Everyone she sees
Emily got older as the years went by
Just like birds, they seemed to fly
There were problems along the way
Restless Waters in the Bay
She never let anyone down
She was Emily– always the CLOWN
Being serious when in need
She was the friend– even the blind man could see
Then things started slowing down
Everything began to make her frown
Laughter. Talking, and all that Fun
They definitely seem all done
What she needed now was the friend
Who would make this change finally end
Emily found the people who seemed to care
But her feelings were too much to bare
She tried and tried and tried again
To make this new world finally end
To many people she tried talking
But — always ended up walking
She has so much she wants to say
But when she gets there, she can’t find the way
This was not the way
The Restless Waters were still in the Bay
Hurting herself in any which way
She hoped her life would end the next day
Emily was no longer the friend
Who could make your sadness end
Time and time and time again
Her silent wounds would not mend
Then one day
a friend came to her
with much to say
She helped this friend through a bad day
Although the Waters had not changed in the Bay
She didn’t want to die
She made this clear — It was NOT a lie
The real Em died long ago
The real life in her didn’t die slow
If it could return — she’d give it a chance
Wouldn’t it be great to again see her dance
The feelings were strong — they were hard to fight
She tried and tried with all her might
She doesn’t know what to do
Couldn’t someone give her a clue
Emily’s life is not over yet
But if your a gambler, its probably a sure bet
life as seen by me 