"You should run away"
She says, at every question I ask
"You should go hide in your room
"And hopefully never come back"

All I can think is how rude she's being
Yet listening to her crosses my mind
But I've ran away for far too long
Refusing to live my own life

"Just shut up, stupid"
She always spits, and yet she's only eight
"Go away, *****. Don't look at me, freak
"Did you see how much she ate?"

What has public school done to you sweetie?
What have you done to yourself?
How could you fall into such a cruel trap?
Do those words belong to someone else?

I always think someone's picking on her
Then I realize it's me
I'm the bad guy in this story, I've always been
And that's probably all I'll ever be

So I'll hide in my room
Just to protect you
I'll keep to myself
And run away mentally

Just don't go bad darling
Don't let me get you
Don't let it catch you
Like it caught me

I'd say good-bye but that's too sad
I'd say good day but that sounds too glad

So I'll tell you that I'll see you again
Hoping you'd respond with "until then"

I don't know words
As well as you do
I'm not very good
At seeing things through

Yet you still want to be near me
How, I'll never understand
Wrapping your arm around my shoulder
Slipping your hand into my hand

Hug me good-bye
Until I don't want to leave
Cuddling to your warmth
Clinging to your sleeve

I'd say good-bye but that'd make me sound sad
I'd say good day but that make me sound glad

So I'll tell you that I'll see you again
Hoping you'll respond with "until then"

Dear stranger,

How did you see straight through the lies I told? How did such average eyes witness the pain clouding my words and actions? You didn't see me as everyone else, but you accepted me like I was one of them.

How?

Do you know how much gratitude I offer to you for not treating me like a fragile piece of glass, yet not recklessly throwing me around like a hot potato? Do you even realize how deeply this affects me, weeks later?

I wish I understood you better, I wish we could've talked longer than we were given the chance. You remind me of someone, yet you don't at the same time.

I want people to see me like I see you, but it isn't like that. They see me as Eeyore, when I really just want to be a Tigger.

But you're more than a Tigger. Your a Tigger and a Winnie the Pooh bear mixed with a hit of Roo. I admire you for that, and wish I could see you more often than not, just to feel like I'm accepted.

Sincerely,
The girl you hugged that night, when you couldn't even remember her name

I hear you in my mind
And read what you write
But I'm running out if time
Trying with all of my might

Are you hearing me like I hear you?
Are you thinking the same things as me?
Or are you just rolling your eyes,
Typing a quick answer on your screen?

It's ridiculous, you've made me this way
Obsessing over this and that
I feel like a total girl
The kind I always called brats

Am I seriously going for this?
With what I once called my best friend?
Because a lot of things could happen
And a lot of things could end

Now as I sit in darkness
Afraid to simply love
My heart is pounding quickly
Waiting for that last shove

So weirdly we're together
Yet weirdly we're apart
Distance a long measurement
That damages my heart

And weirdly this doesn't feel wrong, for once
I just wish I could know how you feel
Not crammed with expectations
Is what we have right now real?

As her heart cried for the simple attention of a stranger
She longed for acceptance in a world that couldn't even accept itself
She was trapped

The only thing she ever received within her life was
Disgust, hate, and intentionally inflicted wounds from the ones she loves
Not loved, loves

There's nothing beautiful about life
Not when death serenades her deepest scars
Coaxing her demons to take over and rule her barely breathing host

Her soul cast into the sea of tranquility but not drowning
She gasps for air in a world of monsters but ***** in hate and cruelty
She never has enough time to breathe it out before it's taking over her actions

Forcing the blade to her once beautiful cream colored wrist that presently is lined with untold marks

Hidden secrets lie deep inside the pale, jagged lines that take over her
They force her into exile in her own body

Broken dreams soon turn to broken bones and
Once again, a deep scarlet **** hides itself
Beneath the sleeve of her pullover

Her life ends quickly to her
But in everyone else's opinion
Not fast enough

Little red riding hood
Running through the forest
Doesn't even see the wolf
She doesn't feel his presence

Little red is rumored to
Have senses keen and quick
But she doesn't feel his pounding paws
Or hear the snapping of a stick

All she thinks is "Get to grandma's
"Before it turns dark"
But he's sneaking his way to her
Blending in with the tree bark

Her heart is pumping up a storm
From all the adrenaline
While he is hiding in the bushes
His stare is quite intense

Just before she can stroll by
He pounces from position
And strikes her with his paw so hard
She loses her ambition

Seeing death before it comes
She curls into herself
Her life just flashes cruely
To where all she thinks is "help"

A bang as loud as thunder
Echos hauntingly to her ears
And she flinches away from where
The wolf should have been, submitting to her worst fears

A gentle voice calls Little Red's name
And she snaps her head up fast
Seeing a dead wolf lying there
All she can think is "at last"

Remembering the person who'd called her name
She witnessed a scene of her grandmother
Slowly lowering the tip of a gun
And giving her a smile like no other

"Well done, grandmother," Red quickly cheered
Clapping her hands as she stood
But her grandmother shook her head and sighed to herself
"You've got dirt all over your hood."