...why is she called that, I wonder
What left her?
A friend?
A loved one?
Happines?
Mental health?
I couldn't tell you, I barely know that girl.

   Is she wrong, right or left
                            What is left?
For the Leftbehind Girl
What is behind her? Or ahead?
Maybe she's just already dead.
Who cares if she is wrong
Who cares if she is right?

Inside the backwards- places
of her broken mind?

Only few know she even exists.

She keeps to herself, in fear
I hear
She dares only to give a tear
when she's filled with beer.
I hear

I don't know what she looks like
I don't know what she likes to do
I don't know what she stands for
Or
If she has ever walked out that door.