There's a girl at school
She is chased
She is teased
Her days are full with kicks, sticks and tricks
Her nights are full with tears
Her mind is filled with fears.
Day after day I see more markings on her legs and arms
I want to help...
But will I end up like her if I yelp?
She never talks,
Never speaks up,
She doesn't tell
Is she under a spell?
Day by day her work is filled with ink,
She runs away, will she ever come back?
Should have I helped?
From all those smacks and attacks?
Days went on and the girl didn't come back...
There was a girl at school
She is never chased
She is never teased
She has no days, she has no nights...
She has no more.
There's a kid at school
Who is chased
Who is teased but...
This time I will help
I will help, so this kid will have days and will have nights.
.End.
YOU ARE READING
The girl who never spoke
Historia CortaCover by nhienan on deviantart.com "lonely", art credit goes to owner, (I will take it down if it's not ok with you). A short poem about a girl . That's it. Trigger: bullying. Self harming
