I heard you all talking
I heard you say my name
why do you always think
that I am the one to blame


why wont you accept me?
why cant I fit in?
just 'cos I dont dress like you
and I'm not stick thin

she deserved it anyway
she always caught boys eyes
wearing tight tank tops
and skirts that showed her thighs

I can still see her pathetic face
wimpering in pain
the dagger thrusting in her chest
rusted by the rain

I hear her calling out to me
I hear her shouting 'please'
drowning in her sorrow
begging on her knees

I take a knife from the drawer
I hold it to my chest
sitting on the kitchen floor
I put my soul to rest

Ruby Mae Heard

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/put-to-rest/