Little artist

Lonely girl sad and alone
Her futures so dark
Her sunshine is hiding
Clouds are so black
Past that she had, they are gone

Sitting alone and drawing sunshine
Wishing it was real
Alone in the darkness
Bullies and hate
Nothing seems normal
only life that suffers

They just left her all alone
With a piece of paper and a brush
Drawing rose with blood
Drawing trees with dirt
The world has suffered her
They threw everything at her
Till she starts bleeding and crying

They left her behind
Little finger that she covered with blood
Drew a rose which seemed happy
Last words she left on earth:
My words means nothing, But my painting says everything.