Songs Converted Into Stories

When She Cries- Britt Nicole

Little girl terrified

She'd leave her room if only bruises would heal

A home is no place to hide

Her heart is breaking from the pains she feels

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    She wants to hide. She wants to run, but there is no where to go. No place to hide. She hides the bruises from herself and everyone else. They don't care and will never care. She's scared if she tells they'll hit her even more.

    She wants to hide. She wants to run, but that will never happen.

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Every day's the same

She fights to find her way

She hurts, she breaks, she hides, and tries to pray

She wonders why, does anyone ever hear her when she cries?

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    She prays to god that he could hear her. Take her away from this place. They don't love her. She's just a waste of space.

        Worthless.

        Fatty.

        Pig.

    That's all she hears. If she could scream she would. She cries herself to sleep at night. Every night. Can he hear her? Can anyone hear her?

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Today she's turning sixteen

Everyone's singing, but she can't seem to smile

They never get past arms length

How could they act like everything is alright?

Pulling down her long sleeves

To cover all the memories the scars leave

She says, "Maybe making me bleed will be the answer that could wash the slate clean."

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    Everyone says that your Sweet Sixteenth is something to remember. Everyone's having fun. Dancing, singing. Laughing with their friends at her. She can't seem to have fun. The pain hurts to much. She doesn't really know anybody there. How could they act that the world was still spinning?

    All she felt was black and cold.

    She tugged her sleeves to cover all the buries with the cuts on her arms. She wants it to end. For the world to start spinning again. She want to wipe the slate clean.

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    This is the dark before the dawn

The storm before the peace

Don't be afraid 'cause seasons change and

God is watching over you

He hears you

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    She tells herself when they leave that all this will blow over. Everything will pass because you can't have a rainbow before the storm. She prays every night before going to bed. She wants to be heard even if he doesn't hear her.

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Every day's the same

She fights to find her way