A Collection of my Inner Thoughts and Most Personal Feelings

9

She went to her room and sat on her bed.

They are unaware of how hard she tries.

She wakes up in the morning to the smell of lavender seeping from her nightstand.

She sits up in bed and stretches easily.

Forces a smile but only half comes out.

She gets dressed in the same school uniform that everyone has to wear.

She only likes it because it makes her look plain so she doesn't stand out.

As the long, yellow, school bus approaches, I put my Airpods in and try to drown out the noisy sounds that I know are coming.

She forgets that no max volume is able to down out the sounds of that bus, better than the sounds of her own thoughts.