The Suicide of Tinkerbell

She waved pixie dust over them
And told them to think happy
They smiled and refused
And she took their joy away
She took a time to think it over
And for them to do the same
And returned and repeated
But they hadn't changed a thing
She waved her hands,
She was done with them
And she flew away to neverland
She cast her eyes onto her place
Atop a tree like tower
And she rested her wings behind her
trying to sleep the disappointment away
But she couldn't bear it,
She didn't understand it,
How had so much changed
The next morning she sought her answers,
Flipping threw a news page
She saw towers burning,
Bombs were dropping
And children were crying heavy
Where had all the joy gone now
Where did all the smiles hide
She tried to find a purpose for her purpose
But to no avail her job was through,
Returning to the little child room
She slit her her wrist and hung herself
Because no one wanted innocence
And when they heard of this back where she came from
They didn't understand,
All the things they took for granted
They saw could be destroyed
And in the midst of thinking this,
They quickly made a game
In her memory
For that's how children should play.
And not be stuck with misery.