She’s losing her faith.

You can’t lose something you never had to begin with.

How can you be so sure?

You were never close enough
to know what she didn’t believe.

Silly little girl, with
that smile on your face
and the cross around your neck
look,
look at how far you’ve fallen.

Scrawled
across her locker
her poems
her broken body:

GO BACK TO JEHOVAH