Her Greatest Fear (The short version)

She stands in the doorway,
Fighting tears from her eyes.
She has no friends,
No allies.

They don't like her for her glasses
and her clothes.
The way her nose is shaped,
or the way she strikes a pose.

She sits down in a chair,
starring at the wall.
she's concentrating hard,
until she hears the call.

She walks into his office,
everybody's there.
She doesn't know what to do.
She feels exposed beneath their stare.

"Sit down," he says
Fake concern in his voice.
She sits down.
It's not like she has a choice.

"They say they didn't mean it,"
is what he says next.
"It was just a joke,"
Said the girl to her left.

She starts to cry.
She realizes nobody cares.
Everybody stops talking,
and again they stare.

She runs from the office,
and down the street.
She can't see where she's going.
There are tears streaming down her cheeks.

She reaches her house
and slows down.
She walks up to the porch,
starring at the ground.

She walks into her bedroom,
and lies down on her bed.
She knows what she has to do,
but it's what she really dreads.

She goes into the kitchen,
and finds a bottle of pills.
They're antidepressants.
And now she really gets the chills.

She gets out pen and paper
and starts to write.
She knows she can't do it anymore.
She can't keep up the fight.

She folds up the letters
and places them aside.
She hopes they'll read them.
And again she crys.

She grabs the pills
and puts them into her mouth one-by-one.
In just a little while,' she thinks,
this will all be done

she feels her eyelids grow heavy
and her body goes limp.
She falls to the floor.
Not another sound from her lips.

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~Jordan