Stares

Stares


She listens & learns with out speaking a word.

The thought of speaking is like swallowing little pieces of sharp glass.

She’s scared that if she speaks she’ll be even lonelier.

With long hard judge mental stairs from every one around her.

She crumples and folds into herself wishing to be invisible.

No matter how fast she walks, she cant seem to get people to stop looking at her.

At the end of each treacherous day, she goes home with the same fear.