Could it be
That we didn't see?
While she was down -
We thought her a clown.

Could it be
That it was me?
I got all the fame -
While she took the blame.

I was blind -
She lagged behind.
I couldn't help her understand
That we wanted to give her a hand.
Could it be
She didn't see?
How much we cared -
How much it would hurt us.

Maybe she knew,
But had reason enough.
Maybe she took her life
To escape from pain and strife.

The reason she died:
We all lied;
Made up crap
About this and that.

She couldn't cope -
So took that fatal overdosed,
And went heaven
At five past seven.