She

They told
They said
They spread

It came back to her
And now a ray of pain
Clashes over her

She feels like she can’t trust anyone
She feels the need to hide
She fears people

She is the girl in the back of the room
She is the girl who wears dark clothing
They call her emo

She fears about every living thing now
She can’t live life the way she needs it to be
With her tears running down her swollen face

She grabs the blade
From her tiny black pouch
She sees the silver metal

She slashes it against her tiny little
Anorexic Arms
Crimson Red

Flows down her arm
She wants to die
She can’t deal with this pain anymore

You brought her down and now she’s gone
Gone forever
So thanks a lot