Everyday she is seen walking home,
Just another day alone.
School days can get so hard for her,
People laugh at her, and call her a "nerd."
She walks alone in between classes,
Getting tripped as they stepped on her glasses.
A guy who thinks he is so cool,
Trips her and calls her a "clumbsy fool."
Her books sprawled across the floor,
Ignoring their laughter and her knees that are sore.
She gathers them all in her arms,
And just like any other day, she walks on.
A lunch she sits behind the dumpster's end,
Wishing for many seconds, that she had a friend.
But the dream ends short, just like a flash,
With kids throwing their garbage, making it splash.
Holding back their laughter, the teachers pretend not to see.
He days go on, such an awful tragedy.
Her straight A's turn into B's and C's,
Her perfect attendence turned into absences.
No one sems to notice, no one seems to care,
No one ever notices, she's no longer there.
What happened to this broken angel?
She was so sweet and fragile.
How could no one notice?
How could no one care?
She lays at home, hopeless.
Wondering why no one could be nice.
Finally with someone who loves her,
She always could count on her mother.
Wrapped in the wings of an angel.. |
Submission Name: Such An Awful Tragedy
