As She Sat There


Just an ordinary conversation

With just an ordinary girl

Until she raises her sleeves

And you see her pain and struggle.

You tell her over and over

It's not worth it. 

But "escape" she says

"It's my escape from my pain". 

I cannot stand to see her like this.

She is beautiful and precious

And yet she cannot see her worth.

I see a life in trouble 

And I feel as if I can do nothing

As she sat there.






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