I look forward,
See a circle of people.
In the middle, a young girl;
A wheelchair is on the ground near her,
It's been pushed over.
Everyone's screaming at her.
Laughing at her.
No one stops them.
No one cares.
She's trying hard to keep back her tears.
Then, someone speaks to me,
Tells me to join in.
I know that if I refuse they'll hurt me, too.
So I join their game.
I step forward now.
And before I know it,
words come out of my mouth.
First slowly, but them faster and more harsh.
It feels bad.
I continue.
The girl, sprawled on the ground,
curls up into a ball.
And finally,
She can't hold her tears back anymore.
At first, they slowly slide down her face.
Then, they drop steadily.
Drip, drip, drip.
And she starts silently screaming,
"Help, Help, Help"
Then, she manages to stare into my eyes.
Immediately, My knees buckle and I stumble backwards.
Her eyes shocked me.
Staring, but unfocused.
I feel down, mad at myself.
But I know I can't help it.
I can say sorry, I can help her up.
But the pain left on her is
Irreversible.
Comments
wow thats touf, very
wow thats touf, very emotional to write about!
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Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire
Good-by