I Am


I am the victim.
I wonder what would happen to me?
I hear words that do not need to be said.
I see another girl in front of me.
I am on the floor.
I pretend not to care.
I feel hurt.
I touch my face and wipe the blood off.
I worry if I would live.
I cry not today.
I am dead, so sad.
I understand what happened to me.
I say what happened to me should’ve never happened.
I dream to live again.
I tried to back away.
I hope she is in prison for life.
I am now in heaven with my father God.

—- Taja Gordon