Have you ever seen that one person
who sits in the back of the room
with her hood on and her head down
nothing to do no one to talk to.
well this is her story
how she lived a life of lies
how everyone she ever cared for
had died
on the bus people throw things at her
and laugh as they do it
she sits their not saying anything trying not to cry
they continue to throw things as a tear rolls down her eye.
her home life wasn't better
she lived a life of lies
her dad was a drunk
her mom always high
her dad would always touch her
she didn't know why
her mom would beat her
and give her black and blue eyes.
one night her dad was raping her
and her little sister started to cry
he picked her up by her hair
and threw her outside.
she tried to get up and away she would go
but she was only 4
and her little legs were to slow.
he picked her up
and striped her clothes
then he hung her from a telephone pole
he ran back in the house were the other daughter lay
she could barely move
she was bleeding
what more could i say.
her mom came in and screamed at the top of her lungs
"what the **** are you doing you little s***
your getting blood on my new rugs."
her mom started hitting her
as she slowly started to fad away
she thought back to the time her best friend past away
she was with him
he decided to steel a car
the owner of the car ran after them with a gun.
so they got out of the car
and started to run.
the man saw them running
and shot him 3 times in the back
he fell to the ground
and she held his back.
she sat their not knowing what to do
he was gasping for air
she screamed for help
but no one cared.
a few words were all he could say
as they lie their
the only 3 words that left his lips were
ouch ouch ouch
then she slowly watched him die.
she came back, woke up from this dream
out side in the rain and mud
cold,wet,and in pain
surrounded by blood.
she remembered
today was the day
her friend was gonna come up to see her
he must be on his way
she ran into the house
excited as can be
she forgot about the pain
and misery
she ran to her room to get some clothes
as the phone started to ring
it was his mom she said he was in a car accident
and wasn't coming home.
she cried herself to sleep that night
"how could this be
he had his hole life to live
why couldn't it have been me.
she went to school the next day
everyone was crying
she was looking for her only friend
that was Brian.
she continued to look for Brian
as she walked with her fingers draging on the wall
she saw a paper on the ground
so she picked it up
it said rest in peace Brian hall
"wait how could this be i dont understand"
she read the paper
it said he killed himself last night
hung himself in his bathroom
couldn't stand his life.
she had herd enough
this wasn't fair, why her heart so soar
how could all this be happening
to someone 13 no more
she ran to the bathroom
pulled out a mirror
broke it carefully
as flowed down a red tear.
she tore away at her tiny wrists
tell she couldn't cut anymore
dropped the glass
and slid down the bathroom door.
she thought about her sister
and about her best friends
how she would see them soon
once she was dead.
with all the strength she had
she screamed one last time
as loud as she could
no one should have to go through this
no one should.
i know its not that good but its kinda true not everything it it but it took a long time to write so if u could comment and vote that would be great i would love to know what you think
