She walks in
Head down
Walks down the side of the room
Avoiding eye contact
Sits in the back
Attempted conversation goes
Nowhere
It doesn't take much
To realize
That she doesn't know
That she's the fairest
Of the fair
Doesn't notice when
Every head turns her way
She's luckier than she can guess
But all she sees in the mirror
Is a shattered reflection
Of her true image
But she draws people in
Like moths to flame
Without even trying
The shy demeanor
And uncertain footsteps
Can't hide the fact
That everyone pales in comparison
To her natural beauty
That she doesn't even know
She has
Because all she can see
When she looks in the mirror
Is the broken girl
That she knows she is
Instead of realizing
That she's turning heads
When she walks in the room
A/N
Inspired by the song on the right. Not much... but it's something to post at least c;
