A day of celebration
When one walks across the stage
and grabs a piece of paper

However, when faced with the same situation
I realize I am not the woman people expect
instead, I am a scared little girl
living in fear
and hiding in my room

Once again
counting days till I move
while living a hell
and putting on a pretty face, so no one speculates

Once more, I sit
numb to lifes situations
scarred of the unknown
and hiding to prevent fights

Once more
I graduate from hell