Porcelain girl

She was to fragile for this world
like a porcelain doll hurled at a brick wall her heart shattered on the floor
she couldn't stand this world any more.
tears stained her face but no one could see with every tear she lost alittle more sanity.
her mother yells her father fights, he goes out to the bar and gets wasted every night.
she has no money her cloths are torn.
the kids make fun not knowing her pain,
shes slowly dying but for her that wasn't good enough she locks her self in the school bathroom to escape the constant threats the ignorant children make,
she pulls a gun out of her bag this is the last risk she will take,
her father left it out last night cocked and loaded shes ready to fight
she opens the door and starts firing shots she doesn't care who dies today she wants to make sure every one pays
shes sick of this place she sick of the pain she shoots 5 times and the bullets run out
she loaded it quickly her dad showed her how and shoots a few more times hoping shes not out she raises the gun to her head she not crying cause shes already dead she pulls the trigger nothing comes out she falls to the floor she has no way out.