Literature
My Stairs
I fell down my stairs
it's not like anyone cares,
maybe someone pushed me
but that couldn't be.
I have a nice family
with a healthy anitomy,
why would someone push me?
They would rathr drink tea.
Black eyes and bruises
are excused with my muses,
red eyes from crying
don't stop me from lying.
Even if someone cared
I would be very scared,
I can't say anything, you see
because there is nothing to tell or be.
Please don't ask again,
this has nothing to do with now or then.
I fell down my stairs
some of my clothing has tears,
but no one cares
because I just fell down my stairs.