There was a girl, Sixteen years old Who was found at the side Of the road. Her cheeks sunken in, Her heartbeat fading As she laid In the garbage alone. She was found by a beggar Who did nothing but roam, Searching in the dustbin For something to take home. Little did he know What that black bin would hold- The suffering body of a beauty Unprotected by the cold. In his mind he pictured the life Of the angel in his sight. Overcome by the darkness That hid her from the light. But everyone he pictured Couldn't compare To the life she suffered, No matter how unfair. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ So let me tell you the story Of the girl on the side of the road. Ignore the whispers on the street, This is how a story should be told...