the girl who sat in the back
never had a word slipped
eyes cast to her feet
always had her world tipped.
the girl who smiled to friends
cries herself to sleep
who holds her arms wound tight
bad wounds to deep.
the girl who is never noticed
who fights through everyday
who never talks
has to much to say.
the girl who is scared
the girl who is scarred
the girl nobody ever sees
what would you do if that girl was me?
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryShe had a dream, that one day someone will read her work and not see her, but her heart. These are my "journal entries" in more of a English paper kind of way I guess... I just needed somewhere to maybe have a chance at someone reading them.
