All she can do* is hurt those she cares about,
that day she was the one who made her cry,
flinging her to the cold  harsh ground,
that was me
It's my fault
I wasn't angry
I wasn't sad
She was
innocent
and I was
a monster
Her blurred eyes finally clear, only to seep in their tears,
Everyone cries because of her,
If only she could disappear,
Those little boys on the playground,
they sculpted fear in her heart,
A lonely girl,
who doesn't deserve nor expects happiness,
Everyone calls her perfect,
they say she's a role student for others,
but in truth she's just afraid to disappoint them once again,
a solitary girl who's only conversations seem harsh,
because she's socially awkward,
She's shy and scared of others,
because all she wanted was someone to understand her,
Told by her mama that she wasn't wanted,
adopted into a loving, but confusing family,
She hides behind books,
because she's afraid that she'll hurt others
But in the end all she is,
is a **Little Girl Who Hurts