Feeling frantic
tightening fists...

I go to my secret hiding place
Upstairs in my room...

"fear, pain, abuse, betrayal..
it's the case of a little girl, whose innocence...

Snip....
Scissors cut the paper...

Another blood stained towel
another cut to hide away...

Because of you
I can never seem to sleep...

Behind a happy smile
I hide the real true me...

A blond haired, blue eyed cheerleader
As perfect as can be...

Pretend life's a game called lets pretend
but pretend we're not pretending...

**kk, so there are really 2 versions of this poem...
broken down...

I woke up this morning
to a brand new day...

Breaking
my body- my soul, being broken...