Little Girl

A little girl with broken shoes 
Walks to school alone 
She must be 5 or 6 they say 
And violence must be prone 
She walks into class 
With a sad little frown 
And hopes to god 
That no one looks down
The hem of her dress Is torn to shreds 
While everyone else Has brand new keds
The sad little girl 
Has lost her fight
For she just went through,
her darkest night

This poem is about: 
Me

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