My pain

Walking down a winding road,
suddenly I stop and see,
someone who's very teary,
she's looking just like me,

Why is this girl sat crying,
where or what is her pain,
Maybe if I talk to her,
she'll open up to me again,

I went to sit beside her,
she pushed me right away,
I begged for her to tell me,
she said here is where i stay,

Ask her why she chose this place,
she replied - it's usually unknown,
because it's just a lonely road,
where I can hide to be alone,

She told me what was hurting,
and that she had so much,
but all she really needed,
was a normal motherly touch,

She wants to be loved and hugged,
through all the hurt and pain,
Going through the bullying,
and at home when it's insane,

This girl didn't want very much,
I could've asked her this before,
nobody even listens to her now,
she's left crying on the floor.

Copyright 2005 - Amanda Linzi