Girl In The Corner Poem by Sammy S. Quence

The cuts, marks, and scars.
We all have different ideas of where they came from and how they got there.
But in the end, you are the only one that knows the truth.
Hello, girl in the corner over there, what's your name?
She uses these things to please herself, to drowned out from the rest of this world.
It makes her look strong and brave, because it stops her from showing her true emotions in public.
No one truly knows the pain, frustration, and abuse that she deals with in her so called perfect life, to the world and people that watch her.
They all can tell you is that she's a good girl, so prim and proper, the most hyper one, colorful, enjoys helping people, and hates the point to matching.
. But what they can't tell you is what happens, what she does to herself, when she's all alone, what she really feels everyday when she puts on that fake smile to greet you.
Only she knows this, cause all you ever see is the perfect, fun loving girl, that's dancing in front of you.
But pay attention, look at her closely, try to find out more.
You may see that someone is trying to lurk out of the shadows, to reveal there true self's to me and you.
This may be you, this may be your friends, your neighbor, teacher, or me.
Pay attention to this world and its surrounding at all the time, for every and any reason.