Dear beautiful girl,
where are you now?
I miss you, and I wish you
would see me,
Alone in the crowd,
But when we're alone
the silence is so loud,
I know that you hate me,
I know I left you,
But I can't save you
If I can't save myself,
I know I should stop
Caring about you,
But I don't want you to die
Alone in your room,
And I can't help but think,
"Where are you?"
I should stop dwelling
In the past,
You left me first,
How should I react?
You left me behind
Just like everyone else,
They grew up around me,
Without me,
I'm stuck here in the past,
I just wish people
Wouldn't grow up so fast,
I wish it would last just a little longer,
Wher
What is the worst pain in the world? Sadness, and knowing that nobody cares about you. To know the you will never be loved, to know you will forever be. . . Alone
That is the pain I'm in I know everyone hates me
But I'll pretend to smile and I'll hold back the tears, to make you happy when I'm in the worst pain ever, the pain of sadness.
As we were about to be put in the police cars, Jake signaled me and then ran for it. I ran too as fast as I could, til we finally lost them. Jake revealed that he stole the key and took our cuffs off. I hugged him telling him "we're free" so we walked til we found a store, and with the little money we had, we bought clothes and the next day, went and got jobs, and eventually got houses. I am now 28, I have a husband and baby girl. People know me as Beatrix Smith, a girl who lived in Canada her whole life and has a big family that she dislikes, so she never sees them. The truth is I am a girl who's family died, and didn't live in Canada til sh
Again we've been walking for such a long time I don't remember how long. I lost my shoes a few days ago, so walking hurts more than usual. As we walk away from the road to the tree line I feel the hard pavement turn to soft grass under my feet, and Jake says to stop for the night. I wake up to lights shining around me and Jake being arrested. I then start to be cuffed myself, then I over heard and officer say the date. It's been another 3 years since the gas station. We were so close to escaping everything.
I don't know how long it's been, or how far we've come, but I know we're far away from home. We come up to a gas station and Jake says he finally wants to take a risk to find out. So we go in the gas station and look at the paper. The date says it's been 5 years to the day since my family died, meaning I'm now 15. Jake asks were we are and the man standing there says Toronto Canada! We walk out and and start running again. We've got just 2 more years, then Jake will be 18 and we will be free!
I don't know how long it's been, a month or two at least. I was just wondering where we were when I see a sign that reads || welcome to Iowa ||. We started in Oklahoma, so I know we've traveled a long way from home. Then I start to think where are we going, when will we stop, will we ever stop running, how long do we need to hide? So I asked Jake, who replied "I don't know where we'll end up Jen, but I know it will be better than that place we left behind" so we walk on, hiding in the trees when ever cops were near by.
When it got to bedtime we pretended to sleep for an hour, then packed our backpacks quickly and quietly, and snuk out the window. As we get out Jake tells me "stay hidden at all times people could find us and bring us back and you know how pissed Carrie and Gary would get" I just nod and we walk along the dark road, trying to get as far from the old house as possible. Walking for miles, I feel my feet getting tired and start hoping for a break. Then we come to a small patch of woods just as the sun is rising. "Let's rest in those trees for a while til it gets dark again" Jake says "just what I was thinking". So we find a good tree with a big
Another year, and many more bruises and black eyes later, I'm now 12 and Jake is 13. we still have no friends, all we have is each other. I got another F in school and Carrie has to come in for a conference, we talked to the teacher and go home. Needless to say I get beat up and go to my room, Jake is waiting for me and we start talking to each other as usual. About how we hate our life here, our school, and parents. That's when we decided, we would run away. Together! like always.
As Gary hit me Jake ran out to my defense, pushing me back into the room and we ended up with the same mark, he came in the room shutting the Door behind him and looked over to me, seeing me cry, and hugging me trying to calm me down and pulling the cat from the backpack, I hugged her and looked back to Jake "I want to go home" I say, knowing I never will. As Jake tells me "this is our home now but I promise we will stick together, and one day we'll get out of here and never come back".
Jake and I walk to our new room, it's a small, dirty old guest room with just one bed, a stiff mattress on the floor without a blanket. Jake looks at me "Jen I don't think we should stay here" I just stare at the bed "we don't have a choice" Carrie-our new mom, walks in telling us to stay in the room unless told otherwise or gary-our new dad, will punish us. what we didn't know was what they ment by punish. but when I did leave the room to grab my bag (filled with my clothes and secretly my cat) I was hit, hard!
Dear beautiful girl,
where are you now?
I miss you, and I wish you
would see me,
Alone in the crowd,
But when we're alone
the silence is so loud,
I know that you hate me,
I know I left you,
But I can't save you
If I can't save myself,
I know I should stop
Caring about you,
But I don't want you to die
Alone in your room,
And I can't help but think,
"Where are you?"
I should stop dwelling
In the past,
You left me first,
How should I react?
You left me behind
Just like everyone else,
They grew up around me,
Without me,
I'm stuck here in the past,
I just wish people
Wouldn't grow up so fast,
I wish it would last just a little longer,
Wher
What is the worst pain in the world? Sadness, and knowing that nobody cares about you. To know the you will never be loved, to know you will forever be. . . Alone
That is the pain I'm in I know everyone hates me
But I'll pretend to smile and I'll hold back the tears, to make you happy when I'm in the worst pain ever, the pain of sadness.
As we were about to be put in the police cars, Jake signaled me and then ran for it. I ran too as fast as I could, til we finally lost them. Jake revealed that he stole the key and took our cuffs off. I hugged him telling him "we're free" so we walked til we found a store, and with the little money we had, we bought clothes and the next day, went and got jobs, and eventually got houses. I am now 28, I have a husband and baby girl. People know me as Beatrix Smith, a girl who lived in Canada her whole life and has a big family that she dislikes, so she never sees them. The truth is I am a girl who's family died, and didn't live in Canada til sh
Again we've been walking for such a long time I don't remember how long. I lost my shoes a few days ago, so walking hurts more than usual. As we walk away from the road to the tree line I feel the hard pavement turn to soft grass under my feet, and Jake says to stop for the night. I wake up to lights shining around me and Jake being arrested. I then start to be cuffed myself, then I over heard and officer say the date. It's been another 3 years since the gas station. We were so close to escaping everything.
I don't know how long it's been, or how far we've come, but I know we're far away from home. We come up to a gas station and Jake says he finally wants to take a risk to find out. So we go in the gas station and look at the paper. The date says it's been 5 years to the day since my family died, meaning I'm now 15. Jake asks were we are and the man standing there says Toronto Canada! We walk out and and start running again. We've got just 2 more years, then Jake will be 18 and we will be free!
I don't know how long it's been, a month or two at least. I was just wondering where we were when I see a sign that reads || welcome to Iowa ||. We started in Oklahoma, so I know we've traveled a long way from home. Then I start to think where are we going, when will we stop, will we ever stop running, how long do we need to hide? So I asked Jake, who replied "I don't know where we'll end up Jen, but I know it will be better than that place we left behind" so we walk on, hiding in the trees when ever cops were near by.
When it got to bedtime we pretended to sleep for an hour, then packed our backpacks quickly and quietly, and snuk out the window. As we get out Jake tells me "stay hidden at all times people could find us and bring us back and you know how pissed Carrie and Gary would get" I just nod and we walk along the dark road, trying to get as far from the old house as possible. Walking for miles, I feel my feet getting tired and start hoping for a break. Then we come to a small patch of woods just as the sun is rising. "Let's rest in those trees for a while til it gets dark again" Jake says "just what I was thinking". So we find a good tree with a big
Another year, and many more bruises and black eyes later, I'm now 12 and Jake is 13. we still have no friends, all we have is each other. I got another F in school and Carrie has to come in for a conference, we talked to the teacher and go home. Needless to say I get beat up and go to my room, Jake is waiting for me and we start talking to each other as usual. About how we hate our life here, our school, and parents. That's when we decided, we would run away. Together! like always.
As Gary hit me Jake ran out to my defense, pushing me back into the room and we ended up with the same mark, he came in the room shutting the Door behind him and looked over to me, seeing me cry, and hugging me trying to calm me down and pulling the cat from the backpack, I hugged her and looked back to Jake "I want to go home" I say, knowing I never will. As Jake tells me "this is our home now but I promise we will stick together, and one day we'll get out of here and never come back".
Jake and I walk to our new room, it's a small, dirty old guest room with just one bed, a stiff mattress on the floor without a blanket. Jake looks at me "Jen I don't think we should stay here" I just stare at the bed "we don't have a choice" Carrie-our new mom, walks in telling us to stay in the room unless told otherwise or gary-our new dad, will punish us. what we didn't know was what they ment by punish. but when I did leave the room to grab my bag (filled with my clothes and secretly my cat) I was hit, hard!
The pain. It won't stop no matter what I try, distractions, diversions, physical pain. I'm still trying to get rid of this pain. This pain that feels like I'm literally dieing each minute. The pain of being without you. Days, weeks, months. A call, a text, but we're both to busy to answer. To busy to visit. In our hearts we still love each other. Even if we're to young to see each other.