Rain Drops Of Sadnees

Here she sits alone in the corner of her dreams. The rain drops of sadness flowing from her face everyone a point a laugh not one turns back. Her fathers belt carving in the pain her mothers holding back. She thinks shes fat. The bathrooms overflowing with every gaging breath. In school the teaches see but the flee. They don't want to intervene. Daddy's at the bar again. Hits once twice to many times. One last rain drop of sadness fell from her face. One Senegal rose on her grave a rose of hope for others, a rose of faith for you.