In her eyes
by Jean D. Pratt
(upon seeing the movie Bully 6-2-12)
Reflected in her eyes
The story on the screen
The life of all those teens
The lives of all that dies
No one notices her as she cries
No on sees her, now or then
No one asks to be her friend
She’s invisible only when it’s convenient
Other times they aren’ so lenient
Other times they laugh at her tears
Laugh at what she fear
Which is them
Every day of every hour
All that hears her prayers
Is the shower
That’s only when she lets loose
Lets all those feelings pour through
Escape down her eyes and her cheeks
The broken machinery at this point leaks
It can’t hold in the pressure anymore
So she cries down on that wet floor
The water is her absolution
Repenting her of all she hasn’t done
Releasing her again to be shunned
To go to school and see their eyes
See how they laugh when she cries
This is my documentary
This is the burden I’ll carry
From the point of conception
To my death
No I could never choose abortion
Extortion
Deliverance from the demon
Inside my soul
The one that has a smile so cold
So frozen and alone
No one to call on
No one to phone
To listen to her worries
But, hey, the principal says
“She’ll be OK, surely”
Surely this isn’t our fault
Surely someone else must be to blame
For her assault
Of her sanity
Never mind we’re the ones
Who teach humanity
Forget that we are the ones in charge
Her problems can’t be that large
She must be a little crazy
Have you tried a therapist, maybe?
Someone else to try and reason with the truth
Make it stretch a little
C’n, that’s the fun of youth
Someone else to implant the seeds
Of denial
Someone else to force her down
The church’s aisle
In to the booth where she begs forgiveness
Of telling Mommy, Daddy, and the press
Of what they did to her
Oh yes please forgive me
I didn’t know that I
Was just creating tomfoolery
Please just forget I spoke
Please, yes, continue to choke
the ever-loving hope out of me
Yes, kill
at last I’ll be free.
