Quater-Life Crisis

"How is it possible," They ask,
"That girl with her whole future ahead,
Kills herself over the failure of a single task?"

A task ever so simple: Live and be happy.
To love. To serve. To birth. To be of worth.
To sleep when tired. To eat when hungry.

"How is it possible," They ask,
"That girl cannot find meaning to live,
And poisons herself, wearing a mask?"