Thursday, January 29, 2015

the girl sitting next to you


her innocent was stripped away at a very young age

her view of herself was only what her piers told her to be

the others told her they would come after her

not in the black hood that everyone could see

but the thieves in the night

talking her humanity by the spoon full

she woke up looking in the mirror realizing the darkness in her eyes

the absents of light

they took the with the words

the sword of the tough

she did not know the meaning of this

all she knew was that the words did not mean well

she became the words, whatever the children told her what they meant

when they did not know the meaning themselves

the lies to both herself and the others where now truth

 she became "they", then used the retched vocabulary back

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