That Girl, Eve
A small place in England
a city rife with crime
full of the homeless
the jobless
lives a small
defenseless girl
who was once a happy child
transforming
into an angry woman
Eve was a small girl
missunderstood
Life was hard on the estate
Father and Mother deceased
when she was three
She came home
But for what?
Empitiness
Twelve years on
Eve sobs
as noone is there
to answer the questions
anger has built itself up
Why me?
she often asks herself
questions fuel the rage
till one day it becomes too much
The tragic day
came after her fifteenth birthday
life was the death of her
the poor girl
with glazed eyes
who watched
other children at the park
with their parents
couldnt handle it anymore
The local papers
portrayed the whole event
as if they cared
if they had cared sooner
this girl, Eve
would be happy
enjoying her life
like the other girls her age
but they didn't
and still nothing has changed
Copyright © Amy Crofts | Year Posted 2009
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