I wish I could put myself in your shoes,
So i could know exactly what you've been through,
I wish i could see inside you're head,
See all the things that havn't been said.
Your poems about wanting to die,
And every night taking the knife,
You think your life as a big mistake,
All of it so far you hate.
A girl so young; only fourteen,
And so much of this big world you have seen,
You've been through so much in so little time,
Not so far along the long line.
There was that day,
That you were raped,
Nearly a year ago,
It still happened though you screamed "NO!".
That dreadful day,
A baby was made,
Growing inside of you,
But what could you do?
The baby was never seen,
Lost due to miscarriage it would seem,
What could you have done?
You lose what could've been a son.
Not long after that,
You saw you were fat,
You starved yourself thin,
You knew 'Ana' would win.
Now you are thin,
You're just bones and skin,
Still you think you're fat,
But no-one else but 'Ana' sees that.
Every night you take the knife,
And hope to end your own life,
Upto now you have not won,
Oh, i dread that day to come.
You have so many friends,
Yet you still wish it would all end,
The future will be better,
Surely
that's something to live for.
I am always here,
When you're angry, upset or in fear,
Just pick up the phone,
And give me a call.
*I wrote this for Emily Alisha and yes i know it's so crap, but, I just kinda wrote it, it was very random, but hey. Comment please.*
