Her Lid

November 15, 2011
By smartalec BRONZE, Stamford, Connecticut
smartalec BRONZE, Stamford, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
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Alone she sleeps without a cause
A little girl, broken, hands in gauze
And all she'll ever wonder is where she went wrong
Alone tears fall from her face
A little girl believes she's a disgrace
And all she's left to wonder is if she should give up chase
Alone she is different from society's law
A little girl, wrists red, raw
While she wishes to be beautiful, in awe
Alone she knows not how perfect she is
A little girl blind, because of cruel kids
It won't be long before she blows her lid.

The author's comments:
I'm not stupid when it comes to bullying. I'm a victim of it. It's always ignored, always pushed under a rug. So many people are evil in this world, it's almost as if they want you to die, like they don't want you to live. This poem is kinda like a cry for help, a cry for everybody to open their eyes, to see what they do, all the pain they cause.

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