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.