The Girl

She walks around
with her books held close
no one notices her
they think she's just gross

She may be different
An odd one at that
With her fuzzy brown sweaters
and black torn up hats

But I know her secret
that no one else knows
I know her thoughts
I know where she goes

At the end of the day
When the night flickers on
At the end of the day
When the sun's light is gone

She travels far
She goes unannounced
To the hills and the mountains
where she can pronounce

Her hate to those people
the one's that watch her go
Her hate to those people
The one's she'll never know

But when she goes along home
and tucks herself in
the whole house is silent
As its always been

Her daddy is sleeping;
came home filthy drunk
Her mommy has gone missing;
claimed daddy always stunk

Her brother lays in jail
as he was destined to
Her sister lies six feet under
because she thought her life was through

The clocks in the house were ticking
The girl slowly closed her eyes
She could feel sleep upon her
as she completely cleared her mind

No dreams for daddy's girl
No future for mommy's girl
No hope for brother's sister
No life for sister's sister

The alarm clock rings
as the girl stands up
to face the day that stands so tall
She'll be behind; never in front

So Daddy's girl gets into her car
And mommy's girl picks up her books
And brother's sister walks into class
and sister's sister ignores the looks

But I know her thoughts
and I know what's in her head
I know her secrets
I know the things she did

Cause Daddy's girl will make it
Mommy's girl is never wrong
Brother's sister will live life
Sister's sister is always strong.

~End
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This is a dedication to my dead friend Racheal!