Big Red Doors...

Those Big Red Doors... haunt me daily like you wouldn't know, the horror they bring, i remember that almost fetal scream. no one heard it... i remember the taunting and teasing, the threats and the hits. The bloody ground, where everyone looked. no one saw it... don't touch me, don't hurt me. push me toward the ground, begging to me to kill myself. no one felt it... the lies they said, they made up a whole history for me. now i live by those lies, because i have no other life to live by. no one knew it... one guy came over, said he loved me. then he pushed me into the gate and called me a dog. no one cared about it... i girl tried to touch me, i couldn't speak up for myself. she claimed me for rape, i didn't even know what anything was at that time. no one believed me about it... Those Big Red Doors... I hate them... who i once was, is not who i am today. i am me, i am different. i am my own person, with my own friends. i know who i am, they can't put words into my mouth. because those Big Red Doors are nothing now. goodbye to them, they lost out. let me speak for once, -let me be myself- thanks xoxo :)