Scars of Suicide

There was a little girl,
that was never loved.
Not even by her mother,
who gave her beatings not hugs.

After her beating,
she would go to her room.
Wishing everything would be better,
hoping her wishes would come true.

That night everything got worse,
everything turned into dread.
When she heard a loud boom,
she ran out and saw her mother,laying face down,dead.

With a gun in her mothers hand,
she lay there on her stomach.
her mothers body surrounded by blood.
The little girl thought she might vomit.

She ran into a room,
and picked the phone.
she put to her ear,
hearing the dial tone.

She called the Police,
and told them what happened.
They said they would come,
they came as quick as lightning.

That happened a year ago,
she lives with a new family.
Now when you see that little girl,
you can see that she is quite happy.

The little girl that was never loved,
The one who's heart had a tore.
You never see,
and doesn't exorcist anymore.