I cast my gaze upon the panel above,
A prodigious, unique, mural prevails before my eyes.
I stay placid,
Impelled to fathom the admirable masterpiece.

It's undulating and mashed,
No one seems to take it all in,
No one appears to descry it,
No one suggests that the canvas has authentic allure.

I envisage a trifle more than the general populations however.
Immediately upon my first glance,
I see a girl,
There is something more to her.

She is broken down,
Torn apart.
She is tortured, deeply, from the inside.
No one, tends to recognize that.

One day, her charm will be distinguished.
People will go deeper,
Passed her creased and shattered exterior.
One day.

One day,
this piece of artwork will receive what it truly deserves,
Acknowledgment for her courage and beauty.