Sally Pickett

[The Madness.]

Sally Pickett was just the age of twelve
Just an average girl

Not a thing to hate, not a thing to love
Then it happened, she cut

Then he showed up, lending a helping hand
Ms. Pickett didn't look

She's in the dark, and he's a shooting star
She couldn't let go, no

Then she did it, know what she did that night?
She ended her whole life

Sally Pickett, age of twelve, simple girl
One day, picked up the knife

Then it all ended, one swish of the tip
She couldn't look back, no.

[MadManWithaBox]

I like that Lade. It's kinda a good beat, you know? It's like the cereal one, like a song.

[The Madness.]

I like that Lade. It's kinda a good beat, you know? It's like the cereal one, like a song.

Thanks Lawrence. Yeah, I can tell the beat with this poem actually :)