The police

Once apon a time I gave them a call
and to my surprise they didn't show up at all

I cried and screamed
hoping that somewhere out there they'd hear me

Bruised and battered I could hardly see
my chest was tight it was hard to breathe

One day they finally came and there was blood on my face
they looked me up and down and gave me some space

The look they gave asked "What happened here?"
around the corner a knife was near

They noticed blood drops coming from the hall
and a couple bloody hand prints on the damaged wall

All they did was walk in and check my breathing
before i knew it they were leaving

The report they gave to the court said that i was the one that started it
even i couldn't make up a story that full of shit

Life went back to normal or so I thought
i hoped that the next time the adults would be caught
or at the very least stopped

Next time they came
it all was basically the same

One thing was different if they could figure it out
there only was two, one without count

They eventually got curious and looked around
a few minutes later the girl was found

She was sprawled out on the floor
behing her broken, beaten down door

She was covered in blood from her head to her feet
nothing was left of her soul not even a heart beat

The ambulance came and took her away
maybe she'd still be here if they listened to what she had to say

The reporters said that it could have been stopped
if it weren't for the parents and those goddamn cops!