Poem of a Girl
Anaka Leske (10)
There is a girl in the back of the class Who all I have seen is do anything but laugh. She’s tall and she’s smart, She’s gorgeous and strong, And when someone has a frown, She tries to fix what is wrong. How does someone so pure Feel so insecure As to scar her skin with cuts and bruises And still want to hurt more. How does someone so caring Learn to hate herself Drawing a picture on her arms, As if her mind is not dark enough. There is a girl in the back of my class Whose eyes are glazed over Like newly trimmed glass. A ghost of smile Hints on her face. She is the girl In the back of my class Who’s so sad that you find it rare To find her smile or laugh. Her friends tell jokes... She closes her eyes. And enters her mind.
Artwork by Maggie Sanders (10) 12