The girl hidden in a hood

Fri, 09/11/2015 - 10:54 -- Neptune

Face is hidden by her hood,

Doing this by her own good,

While people calling her rude,

And getting touched by dudes,

 

You can see her sad eyes,

But not her entire face,

You can hear her silent cries,

Then she'll sit on the cold ground and lay,

 

A long scar running down her cheeks,

A stuttering mess who choose not to speak,

A skinny girl whose always sick,

A homeless girl who lives near the bricks,

 

She lives in an unfortunate life,

A hopeless one without love,

Looking ashmed, gaze always down the ground,

Digging in the trash, eating anything she'll grab,

 

Life is so unfair,

Especially when people doesn't care,

Just looking at the beautiful life of theirs,

While ignoring the others

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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