Breanette opened a piece of paper when Kurt walked in, Kurt saw the piece of paper and out of curiosity asked, "What is that, Breanette?" Kurt asked in his German voice. 'It's a poem I wrote." was Breanettes awnser. Kurt thought it was just a poem about flowers or something so he asked, "May I read it?" Breanette nodded. Kurt grabbed the paper and read aloud,
"The only thing you ever gave me were black and blue eyes,
And it always ended in me letting out cries.
You would come home angry, scream in my face,
Waste no time showing me that I was a disgrace,
Always threatened me, said not to tell,
But everyone knew I was going through hell.
Why should I have to pay for your crime,
Why should I have to take the time,
To cover up the scars and emotions you left for me,
When the teachers and doctors knew I was leaning out, a plea for safety.
I will never forget how you came home at night,
The only emotion I felt was pure fright.
Now I lay emotionless against the floor,
I hear the police open the door.
They ask you, "Who did it?",
You tell them it was dad, and to arrest him quick.
Now that your gone for good,
I can say that I never quite understood,
What I did wrong for you to do that to me,
But now that your gone, I am free,
Free to be who I want to be."
Kurt said nothing afterward as he walked out, putting the paper beside her.
Most of this poem isnt mine! Here's the sight that has the original: .com/poem/leave-if-youre-hurt
I just ADDED to it!
