Truly Beautiful

A girl stands crowded by cruel peers

Past friends, always-enemies

She has just revealed a truth about herself that no one was ready to learn

They push her

And as she flies towards others they shove her too

Not wanting to be touched by the girl that said too much.

"She's a freak," they say

Her friends… or the ones who used to call themselves as such

And yet even as they all begin beating on her

She knows they can't change who she is.

The girl sits on a rock beneath a tree by a ledge

She can see it all from there, and it is all truly beautiful

And as she thinks back on her day

Her hand running gingerly across painful, though not really, cuts and bruises

She smiles

Because she knows that despite what they thought

All the ones who beat her

Calling her names, swearing, screaming, acid spitting from their lips

Nothing they said or did matters to her

Because someone loves her

Someone just like the girl

And the loss of everyone else isn't so bad

Because that one loved her back

She sighs and leans against her only companion

She cuddles close to her, accepting her warmth, smiles and whispers

"Life is truly beautiful when you're loved."