This girl is like a star.

She shines. 

She smiles, and laughs. 

She talks in many ways that make others around her laugh too. 

This girl is admired by some for the things she does. 

But this girl. 

She isn't okay. 

Behind that bright light she emits, 

there is darkness. 

No one sees it. 

This girl writes, 

ahd writes, 

she reads, 

and reads, 

and there are many hints. 

People read her words,

but don't see through that clear glass. 

What will it take? 

What will it take before anyone ever notices? 

This girl would rather hide here,

and express these feelings. 

Because there's always that feeling

of bother when she goes to someone.

It would all be diffrerent if someone saw through that glass. 

Through that shine. 

Hm?

What girl you say? 

Girl. 

No, there is no "girl" 

but rather a me. 

I am that girl.