Lonely girl, crying inside.
From the world she did hide.
Her writing her only release,
The only way she could be at peace.
Suicidal thoughts running through her mind.
All she wanted was someone to be kind.
Kept her nose buried in books and dreams.
There was no one to listen to hear her screams.
Hospitalized for depression.
Not allowed any form of self expression.
Her little world full of empty hope.
No one to help her, no way to cope.
Moving around from town to town.
Always the one to be picked on the emotional clown.
Not a life this girl cares to remember.
None of that year from January to December.
A 17 year old girl now, still alive.
Worked it all out so her life could thrive.
All she wants to do is forget that time in her life.
But an English assignment brought back all the memories of strife.
Now she sits here, alone, crying tears she hasn't cried in awhile.
She remembers all the pain and suffering she felt as a child.