Listen, cant you hear?
Her cries? Her Fears?
Cant you see?
Her arms?
All bruised and ******?
She doesn't speak.
Not a word. Not a peep.
All she does is writes in her diary.
While she sits in the back of class.
Hoping the teacher won't notice her.
Hoping that he doesn't care.
Hoping that one day.
The world would be fair.