She
she wishes many things and thought god hated her. she thought that was why he gave her the life he did. then she learnt that she was strong. that black eyes and bruises never stopped her and never will. she is a fighter but you still look at her like she is worthless. your pitty means nothing to her. maybe she doesn't mean much to you but she doesn't seem to care. and this is because she means so much to herself. she is proud, she is strong, she is kind. she is every thing she wishes to see in the world. when you look at her you think you feel hate but maybe you should take a second look. perhaps it's envy. she may sit alone at lunch but it isn't because she can't make friends it's because she's her own company she understands. she respects herself like so little of you do. when all of you think you're so tough cause you go to the gym , you got in a fight. how about you try living every day being reminded that you're never good enough you're worthless and then try to rub it off and believe yourself over your own mom who isn't ever proud
she doesn't look at the cup half full but she doesn't see it half empty to her it is both she takes no sides she is herself she looks at you with inspiration no matter what you do. you notice how she doesn't run and it bothers you. so you spread rumors pick and tease but she will only always ever be amazing. and you choose differently you pull her down but it only means you're beneath her. beaten and bruised she is happy starved and hated she is happy tormented and teased she is happy dead she is happy there is nothing you can do to her because she is unconditionally love and happy. she is everything she wants to be and it is you who helped her so thank you
Copyright © Alainey Craig | Year Posted 2015
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