Another Abusive Tale

See the girl in the corner of the class
She sits alone and doesn't speak
She used to be so happy and joyful
Now people think she's a freak

What could've happened to this girl?
Does anyone care to know?
Aren't they worried in the least?
Do they have no kindness to show?

If anyone cared to look into her life
They'd know what broke her down
They'd see the terror in her eyes
They'd feel when she hit the ground

Maybe they'd see the bruises
That hid under her shirt
Or maybe they'd stop her from experiencing
Endless beatings and hurt

If someone had only asked her
Why her side pained each day
Or why she always wore a hoodie
Even on the hottest summer day

Maybe then they could've prevented
This very tragic night
Maybe then she'd have tried harder
To stand and put up a fight

This time her boyfriend went too far
Her body could no longer defend
So on the floor she lie bleeding
Knowing her life would soon end

She was found the next day
Her boyfriend was sentenced to jail
Here ends our tragic story
Just another abusive tale..

*Not a true story