Her skin made her different
her life made her relevant
she is the girl who hates you
the girl who loves you too
the girl who’s been hurt a hundred times but still smiles even when it’s all falling apart
the girl who hides her scars with everything that she has,
her attitude is everything she’s not
her white lies reflect back to her past
her little Web of lies is where she hides
so that no one would know her worst
hurt disguised in every ounce of bad word that ever escaped her tongue
and tears that escape her holy fountain of eyes
she’s sorry but not so sorry and
you’ll never get to know that
unless you’re the bed and pillow she resides in at night.