StarLove3

She writes such lovely poems But nobody really cares She hides them all the time To avoid the judging stares She wrote one yesterday About a boy who said he loved her But to her own dismay She caught him with another She wrote one about school And the words painted on her locker “No one likes you, stupid bitch. You’re lucky I’m at soccer.” She wrote about her parents And how she wished they were together But she knows that won’t ever happen And forgetting’s probably better Yes, she writes such lovely poems But there’s so much more to this See, her pencil is a razor And the paper is her wrist.