Victim

I was never a pretty girl
Never had the right clothes
I just swam in a river
Of blood nobody knows

One of the tallest in my year
And god, was I seen
But they never smiled at me
Afraid of where I'd been

One girl said she'd never be a friend
Said I disgusted her
How damn shallow, is all I think
When I look back on what we were

No, my clothes did not fit
Yes, my hair was matted and untidy
And people would cringe
When they stood beside me

But did any one of them stop
And wonder about the me inside?
Wonder how I felt? If I was okay?
No, they had to keep their pride

It disgusts me to remember
God, I was just a child
Kids sure can be mean
And I was a kid that never smiled

I reckon it's a reflection
On how their parents taught them how to be
That they would look revolted
If ever they touched me

But did they ever think
What's she doing in the bathroom?
She's been in there a while
Somebody should check on her soon

But nobody ever did
I was left to cut and cry
Trying to understand why God
Hated me so much. I wanted to die.

© Copyright Sharon Ardern 2005