That girl in your class,
She laughs.
She has a smile that lights up
The entire room.
.
That girl in your class,
She has great grades,
She doesn't even have to try.
.
That girl in your class,
She has seemingly amazing friends,
Who care about her.
.
That girl in your class,
She has scars;
Lines marking her arms
And friends that don't notice
And some that don't care.
.
That girl in your class,
Doesn't remember
What its like not to cry,
herself to sleep every night.
.
But hey, she laughs.
She smiles.
So she's okay.
Right?
YOU ARE READING
Clouds of Thought
PoetryPoetry is beautiful. Poetry isn't always clear. Poetry can be dark, or light, depending how you feel. Poetry derives from people's innermost thoughts and feelings, formed when one is Lost in the Clouds of Thought. Spiritual ~ #37 Poetry ~ #112
