Never
Never to live nor die
Never to smile nor cry
Never to love nor hate
Never to be unknown nor great
Never to be happy nor sad
Never to be forgiving nor mad
Only to be there
Alone, her fingers running through her hair
No emotion, no feeling at all
As she walks, slowly, down the hall
Almost like a ghost
Unlike most
She sits silently, no words to be said
When all she wishes, is to be dead