Abuse

There was a girl in a suburban town,
So beautiful,
Her hair was brown.
Friends with everyone,
With her,
Life was fun.

Day after day,
In sweet teenage bliss,
No one would guess,
that she feels like this.

Never a frown,
No one would guess her life was crashing down.

No one could guess she was being beat,
Or the fate that she would meet.

She always had on her sleeves,
And always walked away fast as she leaves.

I never would've known of the bruise...
And then one day she was on the news.

It said:
"Today in a suburban town
A girl has died..."
Her hair was brown.
Her dad had beat her till she died.
Yet there is no evidence that she cried.
She had a smile on her face,
A look so peaceful,
No one can replace.

I had to wipe away a tear from my eyes,
And had to push back the sting,
It had to be lies.

It was her picture,
Sure...
And it was her house,
That's evidence more.

But my friend couldn't be dead.
Just the night before we were laughing and painting each other's nails on my bed!

I took off into a run,
I looked at the clouds covering the sun,
The perfect weather
for such a horrible death,
I was starting to believe,
I must confess.

The police had blocked the driveway,
and sent the news crews away.

I went under the tape,
I had to see if it was true,
I had to see if I had truly lost you...

I went to the funeral today,
I never thought you would end this way.
I saw the sun, for a second there.
Was that you trying to show you care?

I'm going to make this so it can never happen again,
I don't want to lose another friend.

I am going to stop the abuse,
so my life,
actually has some use...

Thanks for everything,
for helping me,
Because of you,
I have learned to see.