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I'm here to tell you a story, 

sing you a heartfelt song

of a girl lost and scared

who felt she didn't belong.

This young girl was unique

with a name of Stevie Rae,

long black hair with colored red ends,

and eyes blue like the clearest day.

Even though she looked different,

in truth she was a human with a heart

who was judged by appearance

which put more love into her art.

Armed with a rainbow and brush

she poured her emotions onto that easel,

all the while thinking and asking, 

why everyone treated her like such a weasel.

She did nothing wrong,

caused no one and nobody harm, 

yet the pain inflicted

was quite apparent on her arm.

Decked in black from head to foot

made the Jocks and preps

poke fun, call names, and hate everyday

because Stevie Rae was different, she had no depths.

Why couldn't they just sit back and relax?

Maybe if they talked they'd certainly see

how innocent and lovely she truly was 

and decide to leave her be.

She laughed at the thought of this

because deep in her heart she knew

that an idea like such

was just a dream that wasn't true.

People nowadays have such heavy hearts

everything said is mean and meant to hurt.

Nobody should say a thing

because everything said makes others feel like dirt.

Judging by looks is unfair

because it's not the outside that counts.

It's whats on the inside that defines a person,

not just pieces, but every ounce.

Stevie Rae went missing one day,

nobody noticed but her loved one.

Her mother was shocked 

and cried at the sight of what was done.

She found her in her room with a note,

"Lay me down, bury me with my art.

My words will finally be spoken,

those from the bottom of my heart.

All of you from school, 

have you figured out I'm done?

How do you all feel

knowing your bullying finally won?

This note is for you to see, 

hopefully you'll all realize,

the hurtful looks and unruly words

caused the pain that glazed my eyes.

Judge no more and welcome with open arms, 

then maybe my death won't be in vain.

Sorry mother, don't blame yourself

I never meant to cause you pain.

I must go now, I must leave.

I love you mother, good-bye."

Now fly, fly away little dove,

funny how words can cause someone to die.

Author's Note

This piece is for a contest at the university nearby. It is for 9-12 graders, and it has to be in ABCB meter. Please would you all tell me what you think?

Reviews

[Jaidyn DeVoir]

This is a beautiful piece but make sure you do a final edit before turning it in. You left off the the exit ". This is a strong poem, and it shows your skills off well, I am only concerned about the line

and eyes as blue as the sky in day

What about

and eyes blue like the clearest day...

in day seems forced to me....

Good luck and I am sure you will do great

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

nice story behind this poem.....

[Dream Weaver]

I think it's awesome...Cassi....

[Breanna Ragland]

its amazing... thats what i think!!!! i love it sooo much! your soul is amazing too!