Scarred Hems

Sitting at the computer
In the library block
She sat there watching
And keeping images in stock

People said some things
About her all the time
Some didn't even know
If she REALLY committed those crimes

She sat there with her poems
Flying past her eyes
Until she couldn't take it anymore
And fought against the lies

She stood up from the computer
She turned her eyes to them
And she tore at her clothes
And undid the hem

"Is this what you wanted to see?
Is this what you want?
Do you really give a damn about me?
And all these scars I flaunt?"

No one said a word
They all stared back
They looked at her clothes
All covered in black

"Are you even listening to me?!"
She screamed to them
"Can't you see all these scars?
That where hidden under my hem?"

She sat back down at the computer
Tears streaming down her face
She couldn't believe she said all that
And put those people in they're place

One of the people stood up
And look her way
And she sat there and listened
To what they had to say

"We never knew it all
We never knew this
We never knew all the things
That everyone shouldn't miss"

"We don't need to know
What you have under your hem
We don't care what happens
Because we aren't them"

With that, they sat down
And kept on talking
They heard her move
And start walking

She walked into the bathroom
And stood in front of the mirror
She looked at herself as they did
And saw a killer

She ran to her home
And threw open the door
She couldn't take it
Not anymore

She crumpled to the floor
She cried away her fear
And she did the only thing
That would stop the words that would sear

Those people who said those things
Who judged her from a far
Couldn't really care
That she made her home made jail bar

Those words she said out loud
The ones they ignored
The ones they figured
Where made up when she was bored

But now they see it right
They see that they did wrong
They made the big mistake
Of teasing her favourite song

It was now or never
For that lonely little girl
With her stitched up hems
And scarred world