Never Good Enough

She is twelve years old No one to care No one to hear The screams of her heart But we turn our noses up She is six feet under A knife in her back Praying for the pain and suffering to end But we turn our noses up She tries her best They break her heart Can’t sleep at night with the monsters creeping in her room But we turn our noses up She begs and plead She gets down on her knees Trying to hold on They see her pain But we turn our noses up Two years later Lessons learned, and new scars made She changes who she really is But we turn our noses up