My daughter (11) chose this poem to take to school and present to her class:
Sometimes when I'm alone I cry because I'm on my own
The tears are bitter and warm
They flow with life, but take no form, I cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confide in, I would cry among my treasured friend
But who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by
Than to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad
And sometimes I cry and no one cares about why.
When her grandparent asked her if she felt like that, she said no, she just liked it. Should I say something to her? If so, what?