Im Savannah

I never get in with the cool crowd,

I'm not invited to the parties,

At the same time they ignore me,

They also wallow in their jealousy,

I have no circle of friends...just lost and lonely,

I'm Savannah, cant you see?

I'm not picked first and always last to be called,

I don't receive friendly text messages,

The only emails I get are to complain,

I'm last to find out someone died,

Because truth is deep down inside,

Nobody cares, I'm Savannah.

I struggle to be seen & I fight to be clean,

I'm not the kind of girl you introduce to mother,

I'm tolerable because I fuck like a porn star,

Chronically homeless, unemployed and hopeless,

Suicide sounds heavenly but sadly I'm told It gets better,

Its not true but it makes others feel better,

Cause I'm Savannah, I can handle any weather.

In a world of happy endings and stories that triumph,

I find no place of solace because it truly doesn't get better,

The blame always lands on my lap because its easier to laugh,

Point and stare, place the blame some where else than here,

It gives you warm fuzzes to deny the problem,

Place the guilt on my shoulders because my humanity doesn't matter,

Why? Because I'm Savannah.