A Girl Poem by Elannia Lake

A Girl



she was young and pure
with a heart of gold
pretty as a flower
is what she was always told

the girl got older
she began school
making friends and enemies
in a constant battle to be cool

one day she discovered makeup
tricks to change the way you look
just to get the guys to notice her
she tried it and was hooked

her skirts got shorter
as well as her shirts
everything got tighter
skinny jeans and booty shorts

now a senior in highschool
she discovered drugs
smoking and drinking every night
if you ask her why, she shrugs

a different boyfriend every week
each one is 'the one'
they help to fill a hole in her
but break her heart, one by one

she's now a dropout
sitting in her parents home
looking back on her life
she realizes she's alone

the little girl sits
in a pool of tears
she sits and cries
because she's no longer pure

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