they tease her everyday at school
calling her dumb, ugly, a freak
all she has ever known is the school wide bullying
she cant break away from the pain
they torment her daily
not giving a care to her feelings
they push her around, not even caring
each day she goes home
and cries herself to sleep
she wakes up again
just to endure another day in hell
they act like its all fun and games
but the "fun" is killing her slowly
she looks in the mirror
doesn't like what she sees
she has a blade in her hand
pointed to her arm
she just wants it to end,
the pain, the torment
is god answering her calls?
or just ignoring her pleas?
she doesn't care any longer
about whether or not they truly care
all she wants is to be loved
her hand shakes as she cries silent tears
she makes a tiny slit
love she writes on her arms
love is not real for her
so she mars her arms again
wearing long sleeves in the summer
not caring if its too hot
for they shan't know
about the secret she has hidden
the girl cuts her wrists
because its all she has left
the teasing and torment have left her broken
with no one to save her from the storm
she wants to feel love
wants to know she's not alone
maybe they'll care if she's dead
maybe they'll listen then
so each day she writes love on her arm
to write love is what she does
it could be too late to save her
no one will save the poor girl