Girls Secret - Poem by Daniel McCann
Excuse me for the words im about to say
but these things happen to teenage girls around the world most every day
people will be like 'he didnt just say that'
there so shocked coz im saying it, I'm stating a fact
because shes that one girl, all the girls know her
but does everybody know her, is that the same girl
the girl when she goes out she looks amused
they dont know she refused so she was bruised and abused
because shes the girl that lies in bed and just thinks
she hates her life shes so pissed she drinks
so many things in her life they dont see
'just take away this pain give me one more E
after that I'll have one more beer so I can get pissed'
but she doesnt wanna hurt no one thats why she slits her wrists
because she thinks if she bleeds it will take the pain
the more she does it, it just stays the same
she acts all right infront of the girls but hates the guys
to her 'their all just bastards that tell lies'
she doesnt speak why she just keeps her mouth shut
she's scared so she closes her eyes and keeps the secret
hoping it will just disappear
when she shuts her eyes there's no fear
but then opens continues and tries to forget
its a reminder she sees the marks on her groin and her leg
thats why she keeps using that same razor
to forget the reminder, but her mum sees the blood on her school blazer
her mum then sees her arms to see the marks
then sees different kinds on other body parts
she tells her 'take me back to the start'
'mum theres nothing you can do your to late
I did the slits because I got the marks I got raped! '
But she doesnt wanna talk there's no game
she knows whoes to blame but to scared to give the name
her mothers like 'I can help you just please'
'are you happy now I get pissed, I slit my wrists and I takes E's! '
there's nothing she can do to help as she sees the cuts
she didnt realise she was to late to see the secret.
we have got to start helping people sooner
because if we dont we cant help.
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