To anyone that sees;
A girl,
Shorter than most.
Red hair,
Purple polish chipping off her nails.
Huge smile,
Loud laugh.
Ever-present pen,
Her head’s in the clouds.
To herself,
A girl.
Shorter than most.
Red hair,
A desperate attempt at standing out.
Purple polish chipping off her nails,
The result of constant biting and scratching.
Huge smile,
Even if she has to fake it.
Loud laugh,
To make people believe.
Ever-present pen,
She scrawls words on her skin, to stop her desire for a blade.
Her head’s in the clouds,
Dreaming of the day she can escape, to a world where people understand.
A girl,
Shorter than most.
Red hair,
Purple polish chipping off her nails.
Huge smile,
Loud laugh.
Ever-present pen,
Her head’s in the clouds.
To herself,
A girl.
Shorter than most.
Red hair,
A desperate attempt at standing out.
Purple polish chipping off her nails,
The result of constant biting and scratching.
Huge smile,
Even if she has to fake it.
Loud laugh,
To make people believe.
Ever-present pen,
She scrawls words on her skin, to stop her desire for a blade.
Her head’s in the clouds,
Dreaming of the day she can escape, to a world where people understand.

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