Am I just an outsider

by fluttercord4ever

At home

When I got home my mom and dad are still at work. My mother works at the mental hospital and my dad is working on houses. I walk to the kitchen to made myself a dandelion sandwich. Once that I took my sandwich and walk over to desk in the living room. Taking a bit of my sandwich and thought about what should my song be on. I could write a song about nature, but that is to plain and simple. A love song, no my classmates would laugh at me. I was already finish with my sandwich now, and I still have nothing to write about. Frustrated I went to my room and lay on my bed. I start to look around my room to find something to inspire me. It was not long until something cause my eye. A picture I draw in art class. It was a picture of a young filly she had no cutie mark yet but she was covered in cuts and on the top of the piece of paper it said

"Help me."

"I remember drawing this. This was when the bulling at school got every bad."

Then it hit me like a brick hit the back of my head. Quickly I grab a peace of paper and I start to write.

Comments

[Shine]

Hmm I wonder what Sweetheart is going to write about.