Artic: Okay this is a side story for my warriors story Untitled

Jay walked to school in the same clothes as yesterday and holding his lunch in a paper bag

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back;
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
She hides the bruises with linen and lace
Oh

Jay's teacher looked at the marks on Jay's arms but she continued walking

Teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask;
Bearing the burden of a secret storm,
Sometimes she wishes she was never born;
Jay stood on the play ground his silver hair whipped around his face

rough the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to the place where she's loved.
Jay sat by himself all the time until he met B.P. a kind boy Jay's age

Concrete Angel
Jay stood in his room looking at B.P through his window they had become friends right away

Somebody cries in the middle of the night,
The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights;
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
When morning comes it will be too late.
Jay screamed as his mother stabbed him he wondered why no one was helping him his last words were sad words "Mommy I still love you."

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to the place where she's loved.
B.P glanced at Jay's tombstone with tears in his eyes before turning and walking through the people towards Jay who was waiting for him

Concrete Angel
Jay's mother was thrown in jail for life in her mind are words that will forever haunt her "Mommy I still love you."

A statue stands in a shaded place,
An angel girl with an upturned face;
Her name is written on a polished rock,
A broken heart that the world forgot.
Jay's story will always be remembered and when people think about him they think about a sweet little boy who never got to live a happy without being tortured.

Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to the place where she's loved.
Jay's last words to B.P were happy childish words "B.P am I still your best friend?"

Concrete Angel

Jay's tombstone had a small inscription on it that read

Jay Feather

2002-2009

"A sweet child who will always be remembered as our little concrete angel."