A bitch, a whore, a slut
They wonder why she cuts
As she picks up the blade
She thought her scars would never fade
But slowly they did
Making it easier to continue
She's sad, depressed, broken and bruised
Until one day her last words were used
As she dropped to the floor
Her parents banging on her locked door
Blood dripped down
You can see she's always worn a frown
The very next day her best friend cries
Asking why she would think to end her life
The bullies regret everything now
But they can't take back what they'd done
Their words infected her head like a disease
Now everyones face wears a frown
As she's being lowered into the ground
Bitch,loser,weird, freak
Please please please think before you speak
YOU ARE READING
Whats in my mind?
PoetryThis is a book about all the poems and just random things that either i write or see and like. A lot of it i wrote but I do not own all of these!!!
