there was once this girl
she loves ice cream twirls
and she loves it when her hair is curled

she loves the color black and red
one day, blood stains shed.
her mom found out
all she could do was pout

her parents told her to explain
explain all the pain.
she explained everything, but again.
no one believed her, no one understand her.

they didnt believe her, no one does.
she cried, and she tried to be strong thus
her parents are mad.
while there she is sad.

she didnt really did it in purpose
she surely said the truth
but still, no one believed her.

and what hurt the most is when her parents told her that
"say anything you want, no one will believe you."

Be cautious with those words
they flow far too easily
the distance travelled is absurd
there's confusion now without secrecy
Once released you cannot be responsible
for the individual letters seem to change
the same meaning is unreliable
in another's mind they could simply
'rearrange'
The significance of the intention
has now been transformed
without safeguard and prevention
with regard to thoughts that will be formed
This is the daunting moment
the pressure, highly intense
channel your mind and stay focused
pray your written creation makes sense

I was packing up and moving on
I am faced with many new hellos
and some goodbyes
I did my best and did not cry
I felt that I must try something new
I feel like I am stronger just from knowing you
I will always have a piece of you in my heart as
make a new start