Try not to cry

Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day,

I never said good-bye.

I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,

And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try

I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo

I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.

But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,

Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.

I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost
Try Not to Cry

A poem I am passing on about child abuse, I hope you pass it on too.

My name is Tiffany, I am three, My eyes are swollen, I cannot see,

I must be stupid, I must be bad, What else could have made, My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better, I wish I weren’t ugly, Then maybe my mommy, Would still want to hug me,

I can’t do a wrong, I can’t speak at all, Or else im locked up, All day long,

When im awake im all alone, The house is dark, My folks aren’t home, When my mommy does come home,

I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get, One whipping tonight, I just heard a car,

My daddy is back, From Charlie’s bar, I hear him curse, My name is called,

I press myself, Against the wall, I try to hide, From his evil eyes,

I’m so afraid now, I’m starting to cry, He finds me weeping, Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault, He suffers at work, He slaps and hits me, And yells at me more,

I finally get free, And run to the door, He’s already locked it, And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me, Against the hard wall, I fall to the floor, With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues, With more bad words spoken, "I’m sorry!", I scream, But its now much to late,

His face has been twisted, Into a unimaginable shape, The hurt and the pain, Again and again,

O please God, have mercy! O please let it end! And he finally stops, and heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless, Sprawled on the floor, My name is tiffany, I am three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me,

And you can help to stop this for others.

And if you read this and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness because you would have to be

One heartless person to not be effected

By this poem and because you are effected,

Do something about it! So all I ask you to do

Is pass this on! If you are against child abuse.

These poems have affected me for sometime. I read one to my sister, and she didn't care. It was so sad. I was tearing, and she just said so what.