Permanent Marker

A beautifully broken hearted girl
Stands alone in her world of abuse
The only source of escape
Is to dream of the world we called normal.

The torments rip her apart
The mental abuse confuses her
Oh how she longs for it all to end
But deep down she knows forever it will go on.

She sits in her room
Where her mother often confines her
Thinking about what she could become
If only people would give her that chance

Never part of the family
As hard as she tries
She is trying to impress her Mother
But she just gets a slap in return

She goes to her father
She tries telling him what Mother does
Completely blanking her as if she did not exist
The girl sits there and cries her heart out.

Once again she gets a blow
And is sent up to solitary confinement
Daily occurrences, her normal routine
For trying to reach out for the love and attention.

Nasty, abnormal, accident, naughty
Forever replayed on her mind
Hideous, repulsive, vile, frightful
Forever written across her heart.

So that that final day
She decides she has had enough
She grabs a permanent marker
And starts to write upon the walls.

...I dont understand this...She begins
...Why am I not treated equally...
...I hate this world; I hate all of you...
...I wish I was never born...

Still holding the pen she walks to the window,
She begins to write ...Am I pretty enough now?...
The she plunges out of the window and feels so free
Free from the world that she lived and never will again.

------------------NOT TRUE STORY--------------------------