Through the Eyes of a Child
It’s not fair
But then it never is
All the teachers
All the learning that they got
It couldn't prepare them
Could it?
It couldn't stop it
Or halt it
Or even control it?
The whirlwind that is I
All the promises and
All the lies
It was all too much
It was never enough
I tried
They didn’t
The whispers behind my back
The taunts, and jeers;
Even the teachers
Who are supposed to protect
and keep order;
Just walk away
Just ignore her
She’ll go away
Yes Mrs. Mother
Well stop it
Don’t worry
Freak
Vampire
Weirdo
She has coodies
She’s creepy
No one likes you
Go away
No one wants’ to play with a lesbian like you
It would be so much better if she were gone
I wish she would just leave forever
Would it?
Could it?
Was it?
I left
I hide
I never showed my face
But you still;
What did I ever do to you?
What could I have done to you?
I was only ten
Just barely out of childhood really
But I can't really blame you...can i?
No I can't
My only option left
Was silence
Did it make you happy?
Did you smile?
Was all that work
All that cruelty
All that heartache;
Was it worth it?
Did it finally make you feel better?
Like you were better,
More powerful?
Who was your next victim?
Never mind.
Not like it matters
They didn't help them either
I suppose
You can't see
You refuse to see
Just like the teachers
They all failed
Not only me
But you
And
Every
Other
Child
That
Was
Forgotten,
Lost,
And
Alone.
I hope you all are proud.
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