Darkness in the daytime

Loneliness at nights

Walk out on the playground

Not one real friend in sight

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First bell in the morning

Blood-shot in one eye

Laughter in the classroom

Teacher out of sight

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I wonder when nighttime

If God ever see my plight

I gaze up through my window

I pray

I wish

I cry

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I dread the morning after

For me the sun don't shine

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Graffiti on my locker

Words so bold and bright

I read each word in silence

Each one a different lie

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"Your mom's a mental patient

Your father is just not right

Your home is in the shelter

How do you sleep at nights

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Your sister is loser

Her hair is full of lice

You have no friends to play with

At 3:00 the other eye."

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That night as I was weeping

I saw these flashing lights

The smell of something burning

The smoke was thick and white

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He lived just one street over

The bully that no one liked

Was sleeping like a baby

He couldn't fight that night

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First bell Monday morning

We all gathered outside

The playground was much brighter

The bully was not in sight

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That night I sat and wondered

If God could hear my prayer

I gazed up through my window

I prayed but did not cry

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I whispered in my prayer

Please let Brian be alright

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- Thomas © April 11, 2015