once i knew a girl
whose pale skin stood out like a sore thumb in a crowd
who always wore the biggest sweaters
and had pen ink all over her palms
she fell in love with a boy who made her heart stop
and froze the circulation in her veins.
she liked to think that her shoulder blades were wings
and everyone laughed
but there was no humour
when it all came to an end
and she shattered.