P.,15
This is her story
She's only 15,and everything around her is getting like shit
U know sometimes life is hard
There's no reasons but it's like that
And you can't escape
You just have to face it
But sometimes..u just can't
In their eyes u can see
All kind of madness
Maybe some hatred
Just tell me why? Why me?
I'm not a princess
I never did anything wrong
She never did
All their jokes make me feel bad
And I take my pain under
The surface I created
And my hopes help me to survive
All I want is to get through
All this mess
Maybe it's because they don't know me
Because I'm not from here
I just want to understand
What's the matter with me?
What's wrong with them?
In the street
They threw me something on my head
Jealousy? Maybe
Now I wish to be dead...because
All their jokes make me feel bad
And I take my pain under
The surface I created
And my hopes help me to survive
All I want is to get through
All this mess