Her.
The reason why someone stays up late staring into the darkness, confused.
The girl that just appears in the background, reading a book or looking around the room as if she's sees more than what's in front of her. Parallel universes, the glowing souls of everyone around her, an unspoken threat, colors of unimaginable pigmentation, things others will never see. The girl with so much knowledge and emotion in those big glassy eyes. Sight.
The girl that smiles at you, then slides gracefully into the shadows, to be forgotten by the world. The girl that time can not affect; the girl that's not really here. Detached.
The girl always in the back of your mind. Whose layers are too many for you to peel away. Who you may think you know her but not really. Qualities that contradict each other, a personality like a paradox.
The girl dancing alone in slow motion while the sunlight makes her glow, ethereal and unreachable. A part of her own music video, with lilting tunes, beautiful and hypnotizing yet unnerving and suspenseful.
The girl who you are sure is dangerous, the beginning of a horror movie, a drama where the audience is left confused and emotionally exhausted. But you don't know why you think so.
The girl drifting around, a chameleon with how she interacts with different people. You never know her true personality. The girl carrying around giant books, books you think must be a four hundred years old.
The girl who must have superpowers, with how she can control people. Dissuade someone from lashing out. Calm people down, disarming their tongues and fists. The girl who can silence a room with a glare and a purposeful walk, intent on destruction. Whose voice rarely rises above a silky smooth, breathy whisper that fills auditoriums. But when it does rise, it is quick; sharp like a knife and terrifying.
The girl who is broken inside, patched together with brittle string, fragile bones,and a bruised heart. Who has taken so much, who is constantly in pain behind eyes of broken glass.
You know she will snap, and when it happens it will be truly terrifying, yet fit for an award. She will make it look beautiful, graceful.
Why does this girl live in my head?
I'm not her, but I almost want to be.
