March 16, 2012
There's just some things,
That don't need to be said.
There's just some words,
We do not speak.
But if you listen closely,
You will hear the screams.
You'll hear the cries,
Of a child,
Who everyday feels beaten.
You'll hear the dripping,
Of pain filled tear,
As they leak from,
A young girls eyes.
Even if they try to fight,
They can not survive,
The pain of not being loved,
Of instead being despised.

So next time,
You hear the screams.
Are you going to ignore me?
Will you sit there and listen,
As I cry myself to sleep?
Will you let it go o?
Or will you come save me?

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