I Suck At Poetry

What You Don't Know

She smiles as she walks on by
The same face you see everyday
No one knows what she keeps inside
They just go past, keeping on their way

She goes to her room where she's alone
And sits by herself at last
The tears roll down that pink cheek bone
Bringing flooded memories of the past

She wants to go back and change what she did
She has only herself to blame
For being here in this big world
Yet no one even knows her name

Everyone you ask will just say she's shy
The quiet one, they'll say
But inside her mind screams
For someone to notice her someday

But still she'll continue to walk on by
Always wearing those cute jeans
Covering the scars all over
Reminded what they mean

For sometimes when you have no friends
You make some of your own
A knife, blade, and razor
Make you feel less alone