The Girl In The Corner Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

The girl in the corner
Writes her story
In her notebook
With her blood red pen.
She pours out her feelings,
As well as her tears.

The girl in the corner
Drowns in her ocean of regret;
Being sucked under it's
Chilling black waves,
It's depressing waters.
It's powerful undertow
Is depriving her from life.

The girl in the corner
Is an actor;
She puts on a fake smile
When she plays
The part of being happy,
Although she is
Scarcely happy.

The girl in the corner
Has electric blue eyes;
They look cold,
Emotionless,
Merciless.
They bore into your eyes;
Searching frantically for something
That doesn't exist;
Acceptance.

The girl in the corner
Has her heart shattered
In two;
Broken by the only
Person she trusted.
Her heart is far
From repairing.

The girl in the corner
Has a powerful voice,
A meaningful message,
But is never heard,
Nontheless seen.
She blends in unseen
By anyone.

I know so much
About this girl,
The girl in the corner;
But how?
I am the girl in the corner,
And this is how I speak.