Shattered Girl

She hangs her head low to not attract attention to herself.
She walks alone.
She says the words I am sorry as an introduction.
For she had the word disaster written on her heart in permanent ink.
And no one has yet challenged her self-proclaimed title.
She has labeled herself a hurricane bringing pain and destruction.
She builds up walls and tries to reach out.
No one can hear her screaming.
Her loneliness is hidden by and uncaring mask.
The harshest critic is yourself.
And each day she screams self-deprecating words in the mirror.
She has the words damaged goods stuck on her forehead.
She reads it aloud every night.
When her heart asks her mind why they push everyone away.
Not being seen is better than being burned by the spotlight.
To be alone is to be safe.
No one wants a shattered girl.

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