She sits here.
Writing away
Telling her notebook of the day
Afraid of the lady coming in with her bear claws and ice dogs
Wrapped in mistaks.
She sits here.
Crying and screaming inside
Smiling and laughing outside
Her pillow and notebook are the only ones that really know her
Drowned in pain.
She sits here.
Headphones shoved in her ears
Just waiting to disappear.
She sits here
