Waiting At The Bus Stop

by sasha   Aug 2, 2011


Fatass
Is the word she hears most
Why me?
I am a ghost
She takes her bag
And leaves for school
And when it ends she waits at the bus stop
So then one day
The bus awaits
Inside she thinks
''But not today''
So then she goes
Into the fields
And then she looks at raining skies
And she decides
This is the day
She opens her bag
Her phone was ringing
It was her mom, she wondered what news she was bringing
She took the blade
And she knew the time has come
And as the rain poured
She fell to the ground
Red string around her veins
Her unconscious mind wondering
Why she had to die

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