Pushed Around

She's a young girl; only sixteen,
but she's a drama queen about everything,
bad reputation of sleeping around,
perfect doll like face; such pale perfection.

The girls all call her names; such vulgar words,
she's pushed around by everyone,
every guy knows what's behind her clothes,
broken like a piece of glass; such long scars.

Her heart is so fragile; handle it with care,
but it's thrown down and stomped on again,
her wreckless life questions her morals,
dreams shattered with a bat; lost at the scene.

Thoughts of suicide; so covered in blood,
her tears so crimson across the empty pages,
her life story would end this time,
broken to the last bone; forgotten to the last cut.