That Girl

This poem is dedicated to one of my friends who would do anything to help someone and never shows her real feelings.

That Girl

Dedicated to my friend.

She walks into school every morning. 

She is teased and pushed. 

Her frail body is pounded against the lockers

and she falls to the ground.

The bell rings and she walks slowly to her class.

As she walks by, she sees a boy who is hurt.

She gently helps him up and 

brings him to the nurse. 

When she enters her first class, 

she is late. 

Her teacher scolds her. 

She does not say anything. 

Letting the harsh words 

slowly absorb into her mind. 

She listens to the teacher read a passage. 

All she can hear is the same words 

go through her mind,

Nobody loves me,

I am a nobody,

No use in this world.

Everyone snickers,

she answers the question incorrectly,

The teacher scolds her,

once again,

She does not speak for herself,

afraid,

the thoughts,

Nobody loves me,

I am a nobody,

No use in this world.

Lunch time comes around,

She sits at the corner alone,

The same boy,

the one from that morning,

He walks up to her and starts laughing,

She does not ask for return,

for her care and help,

Instead, 

The boy brings a crowd,

to make fun of her.

She does not fight back,

nor does she speak,

She listens,

Letting the words break her down.

She does not move,

She just thinks,

Nobody loves me,

I am a nobody,

No use in this world.

The rest of her classes,

they resumed with the same,

Scolding,

Laughing,

Listening,

Thinking,

Nobody loves me,

I am a nobody,

No use in this world.

She goes home alone,

Scared,

all the words,

said to her that day,

She plays them again,

In her head,

And when,

The large wooden door opens,

She watches,

With fear in her eyes,

Her parents walk in,

Fighting and hitting,

She watches as her dad,

Hits her mom,

And her mom fights back,

She cries without showing tears,

For she is scared,

She does not speak,

Her dad turns on her,

She closes her eyes and again,

She is hit and kicked,

Her parents turn on her,

She does not cry,

She does not speak,

She only thinks,

Nobody loves me,

I am a nobody,

No use in this world.

This girl,

This lonely girl,

Although she may not speak,

She helps others,

And sacrifices herself,

She is tortured,

She is abused,

Yet she does not stand up for herself,

She lets the world pass,

Because she knows,

Nobody loves me,

I am a nobody,

No use in this world.

And tomorrow,

 she shall go through this again,

being hit,

hurt,

scold,

when nobody,

no one knows her story,

Everyone knows her,

As "The Girl,"

the one that is alone,

While she, 

Thinks,

Nobody loves me,

I am a nobody,

No use in this world.

Reviews

[PoetryPenPal]

This is a very sad story. I really did like it, but I almost cried. This is sadly true for many. It was a great poem.

[Chyla]

That was absolutely amazing and heartbreaking at the same time. Its pieces of writing like this that really get you thinking, I wish the best for your friend and she's gotten through it thus far tell her to keep holding on, it will get better in time.

[Sharon]

Thank you for reading this and your concern for my friend, I'll be sure to tell her you sent your best wishes.

[Zachary_James]

Wow what a heartbreaking poem, I hope and pray she is alright.

[Sharon]

I'm glad you took time to read my poem. It's sad to say that there are many people I'm the world being judged and being unheard by people when they really need comfort.

[isacc]

I gotta say i cried like a little b***h

[Katlyn Ribine]

what is her real name?
or is her name The Girl?

[Sharon]

I think I would be best if I didn't share her identity. I don't think she wants me to. But there are many people out there that are going through this.

[Katlyn Ribine]

Poor Girl....
The way you described her. The poem is mind grabbing

[Sharon]

Thank you for reading this. :)

[Jonah V. Syx]

This poem will inspire me in just one hour, as I read this story I instantly saw it in my mind a story for her. The story is true to the poem nothing changes it's stay the same every chapter because in life some chapters seem to be the same n matter how much the words changed to describe the same events. Great work.

[Sharon]

Thank you! I'm so glad you liked my work! :)

[Jonah V. Syx]

You're very welcomed. I just posted a fresh poem. I just wrote it so it may be a bit rusted but it's just to start when you find time let me now what you think please.

[Sharon]

Okay. Thanks for telling me. I will make sure to read it! :)

[Evanora les Elise]

Well...
Mama told me not to waste my life...she said spread your wings my little butterfly...don't let what they say keep you up at night...

[Sharon]

:)

[Dark Rider]

I'm so sorry for your friend. No one deserves to be treated like this. She seems like a good person stuck in a bed situation. I hope she will be alright.

And I loved this poem. I love your way with details and emotions you put into this. Great job! :)

[Sharon]

Thank you. And I wish no one has to go through it anymore.

[Dark Rider]

Same here. Those people need to have some sense knocked into them.

[Sharon]

True but in other words, they are just too nice.

[Dark Rider]

*nods in agreement* But the world could use more kind hearted people. They have no right to get bullied because of it.

[Sharon]

Yes I totally agree!

[Dark Rider]

:) So we need to stand up for them and help as much as we can.

[Sharon]

Yes we should!

[Dark Rider]

:)

[Sharon]

Sadly, I had a friend who was treated this way and I thought it might help to pass the word. She was always going through a hard time at home and she would always be pushed around at school. Those who bully people do not know what the person is going through. Sometimes, its better to leave someone alone. I do not think it is fair for those who are made fun of to have to go through it alone. Which is why I chose to stand up for them.