8 nights before;

she leaves
her house
with paint
on her fingers.
pen on her legs
covered in ink
especially marker
she never paid attention
in class. because it was
all too boring
for the world inside her head.
she’s on the bus
music blasting through her
earbuds.
and she doesn’t
want anyone to hear it;
only herself.
but you can still hear it.
it’s on high.
‘ a certain romance ‘
by arctic monkeys
what a lovely tune
she closes her eyes;
to cover the tears
that were supposed to
be fled 8 nights before