Erraticness

How Confusion Gets To Her

Hiding beneath the pretentious curl
Is a fragile, vulnerable and unlikable girl.
Who seeks for answers, realizations and certainties,
Amidst all these impending cruelties.

Writing had always been her cure—
From the enveloping confusion she had to endure.
Not a lot of people understood her anti-social mask
That's always had been showing up; they're afraid to ask.

Scars on her skin dwells up like mushrooms of pain.
Many won't even know how she gets away in vain.
Everybody was deciphering her yet she didn't care.
People are bound to get tired of you; if they stayed, it's because they dare.

Reading was her leisure—
Even if guys would kiss her, they're not enough pleasure.
As nearly as they thought they'd be able to befriend her based on what they'd infer...
She was found dead; with a note that says, "This is how confusion gets to her."