Sandpaper eyes, she cries real tears
Sad paper smiles,
Saying nothing that
Sits or shifts the ground.
...
Her arrogance was her ignorance,
So blonde
Thinking she knew it all.
Anxiety and fear put under the sheets
...
Did I miss the plot and turn too many pages
Too Fast?
Or, am I not on the same page as my companions, who cared.
Questions, quivering, quaint
...