Seductive Sonnets: A Poet's Challenge

Silent kid

In the happy times she stays quite,
Something about her doesn't seem right.
Takes no courage to fake a smile,
To atleast hide her Vulnerable style.

She's very remorseful, silent and collected,
Sometimes strange and weird she has acted.
She isn't herself anymore,
And it hurts me to the core.

It took me years to realize the reason of her silence,
Survived in a depressional trance.
She was touched so badly by the driver,
Lost her soul. He killed the worth of her.

In the empty backseat of bus she sat,
A perfect time they came to attack,
Shouted, screamed, yelled. Her voice failed to deliver,
That's how silence found a solace within her