Outcast

Separated from the rest.
The feeling of not belonging
growing in the pit of her stomach.
She slips through the halls unnoticed.
She gets through her classes unheard.

No one hears or notices.
The girl with her noise
always stuck in a book.
The girl with the long black hair.
No one knows the suffering she endures.

No one knows the boyfriend
she fears.
Or how she gets the bruises.
They cant see the pain
behind the long black hair.
And even if they could,
she bets they wouldn't even care.

(this is about my best friend margarete she had an abusive boyfriend and this is what she felt like. but she knows now that her best friend will always be there for her no matter what)