Thoughts...

There goes the poor girl again sitting against the wall. Headphones blaring,wondering why strangers keep staring. Dressed in black, watching the night fall and suffering while some people seem to have to have it all. She has cuts all along her arm, wondering why people always ask what's wrong. With a camo hat that has an anti war pin on the front,she dares to ask why there is never any peace. With holes in her jeans, thinking of the reasons why she herself never feels whole. In black Converse, wondering why people have no souls. Wearing black, chipped finger nail polish, still hoping while people abuise her. Wearing black bracelets, praying people will no longer take advantage of her. Wearing star earings, trying to pretend people arent so cruel. Wearing a tatoo on her ankle, wondering when her Dad will finally come back. Wearing a black tank top while she's freezing to death, wondering why she has to keep it all inside. Wearing heavy chains and jewlery,believeing no one will even listen to her. Wearing dark eyeliner, streaming down her face, she realizes how the world is filled with so much hate. Here she is wondering, If she'll ever break away.