so here is a piece of my writing...its kind of intense and its not my best but all well.
what would you do if we didn't care?
would you rot right there?
while we burned your hair
would you rot right there in pain and while your scared
would you rot right there being passed around *would you rot right there?*
being raped and used.*would you rot right there?*how could you just sit right there rotting your life away.cutting the pain always in shame, playing it cool while your insides are torn.
beating at your head, your self esteem has fled, feeling slutty and worthless
is all your meant to be?*please don't rot right there like your already dead, live life without a label, living life while your dead just isn't stable.
so don't rot right there get up and move.
take your past and shatter it like glass and leave them to rot right there.