Tomorrow

She hides all her scars under her sleeves,
The feeling of her sadness spreading like a disease.
The colored leaves scatter, falling all around,
And she walks on alone, her eyes glued to the ground.
Her head is still above the water but it wonât be for long
Because everything that ever was good, all seems to be gone.
Walking down the winding path on her way to school,
She hears the whispers from people calling her a fool.
The only thing she doesnât seem to understand
Are the things they seem to say is all in her head
They donât think sheâs crazy, weird, or a freak,
But instead they admire her for always being unique.
Sheâs a splash of vivid color in a world thatâs a dull grey,
But they donât understand that sheâs slowly fading away.
Her confidence is shot, just like her self-esteem
And she wants to be alone so she can just dream
Of a place thatâs far, far away from here
Where her worries are gone and so are her fears.
Her teachers donât get it; they only worry about her grades
Her parents donât see either; so she turns to the blade.
Her tears stain her hoodie as her arms ooze blood,
A constant reminder of the girl she once was.
She looks down at her scars and frowns in disgust,
She no longer smiles. For it seems to be lost.
But she didnât lose her smile, itâs still right there
Just waiting for the moment when it can re-appear.
She looks straight ahead, staring into space,
As the blood continues to pour at an unsafe pace.
Her breathing starts to become shallow as she closes her eyes,
Then the door bursts open and her mother screams in surprise.
She rushes to her daughterâs side, tears streaming down her face,
As she gathers her little girl into a tight embrace.
She runs down the stairs with her daughter in her arms,
As she screams to her husband, âhurry start the car!â
Her father grabs her little brother and puts him in the backseat
He starts to ask questions, like âwhat happened?â and âwas sissy beat?â
He doesnât seem to understand whatâs happening at the moment,
But he knows it must be bad cuz no words are being spoken.
They rushed her right away into the emergency room,
While her parents sat there wishing there was something they could do.
Now they both are wondering where they went wrong!
How could they not see that she was barely holding on?
Her mom blames herself as her father hits a wall.
Then it hits her little brother hard and he suddenly starts to bawl.
He screams in pain as he hopes sheâll be okay.
He needs her with him. He needs her there every day!
The sky darkens and transitions into night
They canât do much other than pray sheâll be alright.
After a long eight hours sitting out in the waiting room
The doctors come out to give them the news.
They sadly say that they couldnât save their little girl
And thatâs when a terrible silence invades their world.
The next month the entire town is surrounding the coffin
The teachers she had wish theyâd been there more often.
The girls and the boys from all of her classes
Silently wish theyâd never made fun of her glasses.
Itâs eerily quiet as they lower the coffin into the ground
Everything is muted; no one utters a sound.
What would they say? What would they do?
They think of the girl in the coffin, The one they all knew.
I know itâs hard and it feels like thereâs no way out.
Like all you wanna do is scream and shout.
And it feels like everything is going wrong!
But you mean the world to people and you are so very strong.
Donât worry about their opinions. They donât even matter!
Just think about all the hearts you would shatter.
So stay strong and stand tall.
Because I know for a fact, you can make it through it all.
Live each and every day like it might be your last.
Because, believe me I know, everything seems to go by so fast.
It might take a while, to find what you need to.
But everyoneâs world would become so much darker, without you.
I promise you dear, Everything will be alright.
And it wonât be too long til you see the light.
You may feel like you mean nothing. Not to anyone,
But you donât have to be important to everyone!
There are so many people who wonât let you down.
Theyâd jump in the water in a heartbeat, just to make sure you donât drown.
Open your eyes love! Look at all the people.
Your life is like a storybook and only you can write the sequel.
But if you give up there wonât be an end,
Because you my dear hold the pen.
You can write what you may and publish what you choose
Think of it this way, âWhat have you got to lose?â
You create your own destiny.
You donât have to be just another face in the yearbook. Canât you see?
Youâre creative and funny and so very sweet
You are who you are and you will not be beat.
So stop sitting around and drowning in your own sorrow.
Because after all, only you...can create a better tomorrow.
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