by Yve Carruthers
There’s a girl in the corner,
she sits all alone.
Her friends wonder where she went
but she’ll never tell.
She dreams of a better place,
one with less noise in her head.
As the pressure builds high,
she finds she cannot cry.
The ground begins to crumble all ‘round,
it’s useless to fight anymore.
Her friends begin to fall,
helplessly into place.
As the girl in the corner is pulling the strings,
allowing her world to break.
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