Nothing is really perfect.

Every morning she walks to school,she always has a smile on her face.
she always looks so happy,but is that really the case?
In class she sits in front of me,
she always slouches and hold her arm.
it was if it was her good luck charm.
shes writings story's about how good her life is and how she enjoys it so.
but the cold look in her eyes tells me thats there sum thing wrong that sum one should know.
during gym she always has a note,another reason not to participate,
I see her walk home from school everyday, she always starts to cry at the gate.
she then whips her eyes and looks behind her left and right and then she closes the door real tight.
she breaths deeply..she is scared she has a big fright.
the next day that girl wasn't at school,she wasn't for the rest of the week.
i wanted to know why,but i knew it wasn't polite to sneak.
That night hours after school
i was watching TV and the new was on.
and it repeated this little girl is now Gone.
I started to cry.
that poor girl. was living a lie
her father was an alcoholic,he beat her and her mother
all the time.
what person could commit such a crime?
the last night i saw her,her dad had gone to far.
he had beat her and then locked her in the trunk
on his car.
he shot his wife and then himself as well.
he pulled the trigger and then he fell.
the girl,found alive,but not in time she had died on the
way,
i cant believe i saw this girl just the other day.
I wish i would have talked to her more,maybe i could have
helped her out,
i may have been about to find out what it was about.
her father ruing her life,and now is to late.
none deserves to be put in those hands, i no that was
not her fate.