A day later, Jasmine walked down to her mailbox and smiled as she turned the white envelope in her hand.

When she got up to her room, Jasmine opened it, excited to read what Ethan has written her. She scanned the piece of paper and smiled at his messy writing.

Sometimes I wish I could go back to kindergarten

Where everyone got along

And everything was easy.

Now I move along in silence

As my depression eats me.

Sometimes I wish I could go back to kindergarten

Where my teachers laughed

And smiled.

Now my teachers glare

And send me away for a while.

Sometimes I wish I could go back to kindergarten

Where the smell of paint

And bright colors took over my senses.

But now, all I see is grey as I jump over the fences.

Jasmine wiped away the tears that were falling down her face and realized that this wasn't just a poem, but a cry for help.