Part I: Shattered

Oh how I look at you,
You’ve been through too much,
Running away from your reality then,
The bullies catch up to you,
Echos from ten to twenty-seven

Her angelic face begins to fade,
Radiates inner hate feeling betrayed,
Being called ‘lame’ with my name,
She’s sick of this useless game,
Focuses on what could be made

Heart still burnt from their black tar,
buried below in her own soul,
She cleans off stains inside her brain,
washing away all of shaken preys,
messing up her future soulmate

She screams to the night sky,
yelling ‘why!’ she has this mind,
she feels like she may lose this time,
Tears roll down how much one can
easily go so we can never grow close