The Girl

I want everyone to know that I want to make sure no one will ever feel that they are alone. Cause no one is every truly alone.

A small girl grew up in a terrible structured family

Always trying to be in the cool group

Trying to have her father be proud of her

Working hard in school

 

But it was never good enough

 

Being bully by all the students

Never being able to get in the cool group

Always sitting alone at lunch

Having cruel and nasty names thrown her way

Never getting the approve from her father

Worse of all never fitting in

 

Then there came a point in her life

 

She could lose all her weight

Work a bit less hard

Making sure she was up on the new fashion

To become a person she was not

 

Why should she change…

 

She did everything she could do

Still it wasn’t good enough

Told: You’re too tall, your fat, your ugly, did you get up out of a poor house

You could name it, she was called it

 

Then…

 

Everything change for her

A new school, a new home, a new environment

Nothing was the same

 

She still got teased by other kids

When she got a positive comment about her

She didn’t believe it

Always waiting for the other shoe to drop

She no longer had self-esteem

Any positive comment felt like poison

Any negative comments was welcome with wide open arms

 

She felt the need to slip into the darkness

Trying her hardest not to make herself known

Hiding everything behind sweat shirts

The only way she knew to keep herself safe

Always keeping to herself

Keeping people at arm’s length

 

Her image…

 

She saw herself as an ugly old hag

Had so many scars that no one wanted to go near her

No one to love her

It was just the way she liked it

 

No one would ever be able to know the truth

She would always push them away

 

Then she made a discovery…

 

That when she was wearing a dog collar

It made her feel safe and comfort her too

Now everyone looked at her

Even more as a freak

 

Why should she care

The world had already taking everything away

What was left for the world to destroy

 

Even after years of people given her

Positive comments she still shied away

She knew she was a lost cause

 

She had been broken too many times

It was already too late for her to pick up the pieces

No way to even hold the pieces together

While everyone around her was having a pleasant life

She was dying inside

 

Never were the ways she died was the same

As people would get a restful sleep

She would by lying awake

As her past came to haunt her 

 

When people look forward to a new day and what it would bring

She would wonder if that day would be the day she would not wake up

All the good people had their life

Was all a disgrace to her

 

There was a small piece of her

That hoped that she would be whole again

The piece was so small that it almost looked like it wasn’t there