Of Someone I Once Knew Poem by Sophia White

You, the popular, so idolized.
Adored by many
Who shouldn't.

I can't help but notice
When you walk
You swagger.

You, the lucky, so crafty.
Thoughts existing
That shouldn't.

I can't help but wonder
If there is this -
What else is there?

You, the sneaking, so slipp'ry.
Hiding words.
Hiding thoughts.

Wounds open
Not aware
Of their bleeding.

Yet.

Why do you cut
When you know
One day those cuts
Will turn to scars?