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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Little Girl Inside of Me
[time] => 2003-08-10 13:45:00
[hometext] => Just to let u know this poem is pretty long...hehe...o well, enjoy newayz!
[bodytext] => Do you want to hear a story A story that brings tears to my eyes A story of a little girl Trapped in a world of hate and lies The story begins on a nice sunny day In a hospital on the fourth floor A brand new baby girl is born Not knowing the life that lies before her. The child grew up in a world of punishment and hate She never knew the love of a family Never knew what it was like to have a friend Never knew what it was like to be happy. Every morning she woke extra early So she could walk the miles to school Sometimes she awoke on a mattress on the floor Or sometimes on the street, wrapped in a sweater of wool. See her parents, on many occasions Just kicked her out of the house So she had to sleep where ever she could But at least away from the fighting and shouts. She arrived at school to laughs and pointing Carrying her brother’s old school bag Wearing the old clothes her sister used to wear Hearing the jeers, closing her eyes so sad. Her teachers yelled at her all through the class time Her homework wasn’t done again She didn’t have all her books she needed Could they get nothing through her thick head? She tried to explain, her stuff was in her house She couldn’t get it before she was kicked out But they would never listen to her pleas Sometimes they got the paddle out She misbehaved in class sometimes Or at least that’s what they said She sometimes drifted away Didn’t pay attention to what the teacher had to say Trying to find peace within herself instead. Then the bell for lunch would ring, She’d walk to the lunchroom alone Sit at the end of an empty table Watching friends laugh and talk, wishing for the kindness she was never shown Then came time for recess She walked outside, alone once again People laughed at her as she walked by She watched them play, and hang out with their friends Her clothes are dirty, and her hair unwashed People point and laugh at her “She has no good family,” they say, “she’s nasty” “Who’d want to be friends with her?” “She glares at people when they pass” “She doesn’t ever talk to anyone” “She has cuts all over her arms, I’ve seen them” Sometimes she wished she just had a gun. So one day she would lose control Someone would break her last nerve, and then All of the sudden it’s back to the office She knows she screwed up again. The bell finally rings for school to end She really doesn’t want to go For as much crap as she gets at this place She still considers it better than home So she walks the miles to her house Where she enters into the storm Where it rains and hails fists and insults Where everyone wishes she hadn’t been born As this girl grows into a woman The pain of the past grows with her She becomes friends with a knife’s cold kiss Her heart becomes as cold as December Through her blur of memories Of rape, laughs, beatings and death She gets lost in the tears she cry inside All the time stuck inside her own head. And so she lives on, everyday the same Until one day she won’t be able to deal And her dream of death that comes now and then It may finally become real. And then with the many pills she takes Or maybe when she cuts her wrists She’ll be free from her prison she’s made She’ll be free from all of this. This story isn’t finished yet Who knows where it will end It brings tears to my eyes Pay attention to what I’ve said For I know the girl I’m talking about You too may know the girl in the story She’s a girl I meet with every day This is the little girl inside of me. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 31 [informant] => blackfire9786 [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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