She clutched her square phone with eyes that never held hope   and she about 12 yo but I really couldn’t tell though   her sleeves went past her elbows in when she pulled them low   they covered the cuts that ran back and forth like railroads   a short bow up in her hair that matched her shell toes   she stared at me in pale clothes she stood there froze   she said can I show you a picture in my cellphone   it’s of my dad and aint I seen him since he left home   but I aint mad it’s just my mom she feels all alone   and don’t feel bad cause this is all we’ve ever came to know   this pic is my new school but I don’t ever wants to go   cuz everyone thinks they too cool and I hate it so   I hide in my room and then I go and then I locks the door   I don’t know what to do my mom she thinks she lost control   I wanna show you a little picture before I gots to roll   I said sure then she pulled it out slow saying..      if I told you if I showed you   my pictures is all I can hold to   would I know you could I hope you   see that my pictures are all I can hold to      if God loves me then why he make me face this   I think I’m ugly I wanna change it like a facelift   then suddenly she went and took off her bracelets   showed me the cuts up on wrists and where they made prints   sometime I get mad don’t know how to take this   she showed me a picture of her dad back in 86   we look alike all the way to how our face gets   I said your right and then I laughed but let me show this      if I told you if I showed you   my pictures is all I can hold to   would I know you could I hope you   see that my pictures are all I can hold to      they say a picture’s worth a thousand words that I’m sure of   but let me show you this very picture you aint never heard of   pulled out a book and she said well tell me what is that   there aint no pictures in that book thats just a page that’s black   I said this picture represents exactly where we at   we in the dark without a spark of hope that will last   I flipped the page she said that aint a picture neither   that’s just a blank page why don’t you look a bit deeper   this represents the very place now that we can go   its all based on this next page I gots to show   the next page is red you understanding this   well that’s the blood that Jesus shed so you can live   and you can exchange your old pictures right now for Him   and you can trade it all in for what he’s down to give   I put the pictures in her hands see it comes down to this   which ones you holding on to yours or His