I can see right through you
I can look past
your cold skin,
brutal glares,
and excluding words.
and there is not much underneath
A little girl lost
In a world too mature for her.
Insecure,
Weak,
And Scared.
because you are not above me.*
Self-riotousness
can only
get you
so
far.
(I know that deep down, you actually do care)
This is for the person who I believed to be my best friend for quite some time. Who obviously is not anymore, only she does not know it yet.