From Blue to Grey
She started off like any other,
Two sisters, a loving brother, wonderful parents
And never sad, appreciating all she had.
From blue to grey.
Happy to sad. The things she knew. The life she had.
Those blue eyes, that baby face,
No one knew what would take place.
A girl like her, she was a shocker.
Real sarcastic, and dry sense of humor.
Her friends, they didn't get her.
Her family tried to help her but what could they do?
And what could she say?
They couldn't take the pain away. No one knew what to say.
From blue to grey.
Happy to mad. The friends she lost. The smarts she had.
She always felt as if her life was unfair.
She found new friends, and she found new fear,
And every night there were new tears to bear.
Being scared is a part of life.
You just need to learn to fight the battle.
From blue to grey.
From naive to smart. The end of the story will be the best part,
'Cause she will survive,
I will survive.
I was given life for a reason. I refuse to go out that way.
I will not be defeated, this cannot be beaten out of me.
'Cause what happened, happened and what didn't won't.
There is no point in choosing a dead end road.
From blue to grey.
Sadness to glee.
That little girl, yes, she was me.
by Madison Boudreaux
