A Girl Named 'Riddle'

You cannot understand her

She's far different from the others

She's a puzzle full of tender

Her world was once filled with wonders

Her temple was a vase

Sometimes a ghost, sometimes a chase

She was a girl born to race

With humanity's ugly case.

A lady so young and sweet

The world was once beneath her feet

A girl with a thousand heartbeats

She who rather die than to cheat.

A babe who they all once loved

Treated like an angel above

Who once soared like a dove

But threw her away like a glove.

Just one mistake she had made

Made her hard skin scratched by a dull blade

A silly mistake she'd made

Made her turn into a scar that starts to fade.

An illness they had treated her

Everyone, even her father

Depression took over her

After what they did to her.

"I cannot blame them," she thought

"Those temptations I should have fought

I'm not everybody's sought

Are second chances ever bought?

I wish to have another life

To live a life of a saint or a wife

Maybe I should grab a knife

And finally end my own life."

On deck, a paper and pen

Was found, but she's never again

Was seen nor heard for days of ten

Never did she was found since then.

Written on that piece of paper

Was a message, a short letter

"In your eyes, I was pepper.

This is to make everything better."

Riddle signed it with her blood

Then everyone went to her pod

There they saw her dead bod

Which made them gasp and scream, "Oh God!"

You can't understand a riddle

Unless you were in the middle

Playing a little senseless fiddle

Inside the falling tower of Eiffel.

The lesson: You must never lie

Or you'll be filled with guilt and die

For second chances you can't buy

Regret now and later fly high.