* I was motivated to right this poem because at my school i would be considered the popular kid....however im usually not the one 2 make fun about somebody that is different..unless they really have it commin..and need a good asskicking..but still....and i dont kno i have a girl in my 4th hour class...who cuts herself, and is pale,and weres black..and i never see her happy..and it makes me notice that there a lot of them..who seem so down..and well she motivated me 2 write this...
~Helping a Dejected Outcast~
always around a girl scared of life
devil prances here fingers
grasping tight playin the skin by knife
black garments to the pale white skin
shell so thick impossible to crack
no hope, no light to shine within
rage overcomes any fight urges
the stares and harsh insults
kills the soul,as hatred emerges
popular cliches take away any delight
make her life the hell she wears
but that dont make the insults right
deep down the darkness lives a girl
who was pushed to accept this role
to play on earth,only 2 be left from the world
if you are not happy live a new life away from pain
cuz i dont know you,and u feel the same
but if u need somone 4 closure.....
.....i can help you change.....