Red Clowns
I sway back and forth slurping on my soda and spot a peculiar scene
Over by the creepy Clown with the evil green eyes
A girl standing alone
Afraid
Talking to herself, repeating a name
Sally she says
over and over again
She almost screams at the words
Guys walk up to her
They give me a sick vibe, deep in my chest I feel how she feels
Panic, wonder, fear
Betrayed.
He grabs her arm, violently squeezing
I can feel the pain on my own arm
I want to help her
I do
But what could I do?
I'm just a small girl like herself, I could not fight
I would try to speak but lose the nerve
Lose the words of defense
They drag her away
I should tell someone
If I don't the guilt will eat me alive..
I won't say anything
I'm sure she will be fine
If she didn't want them she would scream and fight back
Right?
She sees me watching
Her eyes plead for me to take action
I look down at my shoes
I didn't see anything
I glance up to hopefully see her judge ridden eyes to stare back at me
But she is gone
Forever lost
Her voice I still hear
Sally she says
You said it would be fun
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Cat Way | Year Posted 2012
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