Tears seal lips like glue
JustABrush
September 6th
.
Thud thud thud
Pound after pound
Steps move quick
Too scared to wait.
Red and Black
Mean so much
Gold glinting
Looking down with a grin.
Always told to behave
Told to be quiet
Told not to talk
About the pretty little colors.
Told not to talk about the snow
About the wind
About the knock that never came
And all the ones that did.
Not to talk about the van
About the tears
About the sobs
Or about the bags.
Not to talk
Not to cry
Not to think
Not to fail.
All the things
A little girl
Must not do.