make it snappy

 All along, she is always wrong..

Told over and over, just be strong..

She doesn't understand why,

She is always told to lie...

She lives in sadness, full of tears

She locks her door,  to stop her fears...

Her confusion is real

And her wounds never heal...

The hurt runs deep

so much, it affects her sleep...

She tries to be strong

But her answers are wrong...

Why can't she smile?

 because she is always on trial...

Looking over her shoulder,

but running into boulders...

Silenced at every turn,

Friendships she can never earn...

Her mind is a storm,

With nothing left but to mourn..

She cannot be happy,

So death....make it snappy!!!

Sammy