She is happy, & smiles all day.
The other toddlers laugh, as they all play.
She goes home, her mom has dinner ready.
She grabs a plate, her daddy is a little late.
When he gets home, he smells like perfume.
She is smiling, & only cries at night.
The other children laugh, as they all study.
She goes home, her mom has a plate.
She tries to grab it, but her mom says no you're late.
Her dads gone, he is never home & she doesn't know why.
She is sad, & only cuts sometimes.
The other kids talk to her, but they didn't today.
She goes home, her mom is gone.
She grabs a bottle, & takes a few pills.
Her dads gone, he stays at Sandy's now.
She is okay, & only cuts a few times every day.
The other teens bully her, & laugh at her everyday.
She goes home, her moms drunk, laying passed out on the couch.
She grabs a rope, & hangs her self.
She didn't even write a note, & to the floor she fell.
She is nothing now, & her funeral's today.
The children cry, as they all remember the way they treated her every day.
Her mom is drunk, & didn't even show up at the burial.
She is lowered down, & someone yells.
It's her dad, standing with Lisa, that's his new girl's name.
He is on the ground crying, & he can almost hear her say,
"It's to late daddy, it was from the very first day you left me."
A/N; This doesn't relate to my "situation" at all, I just began writing the beginning & it just happened to end the way it did. I didn't edit it at all. P.s; Wrote this when I was thirteen.
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