Thirteen

She laid in her bed
Wondering how it got this far
It started as one cut
Ended up to be one hundred
All it took were a few words
Those few words drove her to despair

She began to wonder
Wonder what she had done to deserve this
She did absolutely nothing
She was just the obvious target
By her "friends"
Parents
Siblings
Targeted by all

"Bitch"
"Whore"
"Slut"
"Fat-ass"
"Retard"
"Ugly"
"Anorexic"
"Fake"
"Anti-social"
"Mistake"

They all said
Many knew the damage it created
Others not so much

She attempted to trust
Trusted everybody
Many broke her trust
She was left in the dust
With nobody to trust

She went back to school
Instantly she felt like she was in hell
Having constant anxiety attacks
Now it was not the people that gave her anxiety
But the environment

As the day came to an end
She was happy
She was finally home

She walked
Picked up her little brother from school
Went back home
Assisted with his homework
Gave him a shower
Gave him the only food left in the house
Sacrificed her hunger for him
Laid him down for bed

Her mother came home
Angry face
Angry walk
Instantly yelling at the girl
For what?
She never knew
Her mother was oblivious
Her daughter did so much
So much for the family

School wasn't safe
and suddenly neither was the house
Where was she safe?
Where could she be herself?

She began to question herself
"Who am i?"
"What did i do wrong?"
"Whats wrong with me?"
"Why wont they like me?"
"Why am i so stupid?"
"Where am i?"
"Is life worth it?"
"Why live when I'm miserable?"
"When will i die?"
"How will i die?"

Contemplating suicide at such a very young age
Twelve
Attempted suicide at such a very young age
Thirteen

Where is she now?
She simply doesn't know.