Poem//
He sees her in the halls
And he can never really tell
If every bit of her will fall
As if her life isn't already hell
Her name,he starts to call
She ignores, like it doesn't ring a bell
His mission to keep her staying tall
Even when life gives you hell
He says she different, shes not a doll
She doesn't wear that make up, her smile is the only one to sell.
She hides behind a think wall
That's pulling her towards, through compel
At first, she was so little, so small
Through out the whole experiment, she soon then fell.
All of her emotions, she started to bawl.
Labelling her life 'The Home Of Hell'
