Story of a Broken Girl Pt. 1

She was alone in her room, thinking of the day,
For once she was happy, the sky didn't seem so gray.
Sure she had a broken home, and her dad beat her up,
But for once she drank her hot cocoa without tears filling her cup.

Before she was broken, cutting every night,
Trying not to be noticed, staying out of sight.
Then she met the boy of her dreams, and he liked her too,
He asked her out, she said yes, and thought her sadness was through.

Several days later, her cell phone began to rang,
She saw it was him, and turned down the music she had sang.
She said "Hey baby, what's up, I've missed you"
He said, "Hi, we need to talk, we're through."

She cried as she screamed, "What have I done?
I thought we were happy; we've had so much fun!
You called me each night, and we hung out each day,
What gives, I thought you cared, you're being so gay!"

He said, "Calm down, just hear me out!
There's no need to scream, no need to pout.
Just relax a sec, let me explain why,
Before you go accusing me, of liking another guy!"

She said, still crying, "Alright, tell me then!"
He said, "I like someone else, she's the perfect ten!
I'm sorry, but she's better, you're..you're just weird,
No one cares about you; no one cares if you disappear!

I need someone more popular, someone good enough for me,
You understand don't you? Can you not see?
You're not good enough for anyone, your all sad,
You never seem happy, always just sad or mad!"

She hung up the phone, and went to the trash,
Pulled out her old razor, and made a deep gash.
She thought this was over, at least for a while,
But after just four days, no longer can she smile.

Read PT 2 later tomorrow!
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