Coward.

She was worried that instead of chips, she was the one to be devoured

Friends and acquaintances had left her behind

And now she had to escape the shame being produced in her own mind

So intelligent yet brainless she switched chaos for a stall

Because the poor girl couldn’t manage to hold her head up tall

It wouldn’t be long before she was engulfed in the smell of Clorox and Lysol

The strong bulbs above blinding her like a deer in headlights

She couldn't even face herself in the mirror, somehow facing so many fights

She had let herself become the helpless victim seen in movies

Trying to prevent her eyes from resembling the color of red rubies

Eating lunch in the bathroom was a new low even for her,

She was going to have to come to her last resort

A four-leaf clover

“Join our program, everyone here is so kind!”

Yet the endless row of grey stalls is a memory she would never leave behind

She seemed to have missed the memo that everyone already had a friend

Because when entering the cafeteria, even the faces she knew were sitting on the opposite end

Now that it’s been a few months and she’s gained some knowledge 

She owed it to herself to make an oath

To never be seen alone again

Yet when she forced herself into a group, different personalities she had at least ten 

Although her current task is to write about a single circumstance

It’s dishonest to say that after this Summer, even familiar crowds don’t make her hands dance