The Girl
Looking At This Young Girl,
Her Dark Blue Eyes Stare Back
Face With No Expresion
Heart Is Just Pure Black
As Tears Fell From Her Eyes
She Wipped Them Away Quick
Because She Could Not Be Hurt
Peoples Pain Made Her Sick
It Was Clear To Me That THis Girl Was In Need Of Help,
Help Fom Her Problems And Help From Herself
I wish There Was Something I Could Do
But The Pain Seemed So Deep
Dark Circles Under Eyes
She Was Loosin Sleep
Sometimes I Understand This Girl
Sometomes I Wish I did
So I Just Stare At Her Wondering,
Who The Hell She Is
Shes Sittin On The Bed Now
I Cant See Her Anymore
I Can Only SEe The Mirror……
Smashed All Over The Floor
This poem was written/submitted by nadine.
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