God took you away.
It doesn't seem fair...

Sometimes I can see myself running.
But what am I running from...

If you look beyond my scars
Far, far away...

In the middle of the night,
in the part thats known as dead...

Im feeling sick and getting worse.
I think Id better see the nurse...

Im allergic to pencils
allergic to ink...

Sex is a sin
kissing is a shame...

Sometimes my homework is small
Sometimes my homework is long...

Just a little toy soldier,
forced to fight...

What could you say,
if your daughter ever got raped...

Stuck in a world you thought you once knew
Now everyone's turning their backs on you...

This poem is for you Danielle,
the one i meet from on-line...