Clarisse

I'm tired of being discarded and vilipendiado.incompreendido

Who says understands me never wanted to know

That boy was admitted to a clinic

They say that due to lack of attention from friends, memories

The dreams that are configured sad and inert

As an hourglass property, not moving, not moving

Does not work

And clarisse is locked in the bathroom

And makes marks on his body with his little knife

Lying in the corner, your ankles bleed

And the pain is lower than that seems

When she is cut she forgets

It is impossible to have the quiet life and strength

Living in pain, no one understands

Trying to be strong each and every morning

One of her friends is gone

The more a police

No one understands, not look at me like

With this look good samaritan

Fulfilling his duty, as if I were sick

As if all this pain was different, or nonexistent

Nothing there for me, do not try

You do not know and do not understand

And when antidepressants and tranquilizers do not work they

Clarisse knows that madness is present

And feel the essence of what is strange death

But she knows that void nicely

From time to time is a new treatment

But the world always remains the same

The fear of coming home at night

Men who scrub disgusting

On the way to and from school

Lack of hope is the torment

To know that nothing is fair and just right

And we are destroying the future

And that evil always walks around here

The violence and injustice that exists

Against all girls and women

A world where the truth is the opposite

And the joy has no more address

Clarice is locked in her room

With his records and his books, his weariness

I am a bird

They lock me in the cage

And expect me to sing as before

I am a bird

They lock me in the cage

But one day I can be

And I will fly through the most beautiful way

Clarisse only is fourteen