Just a girl
wiping the ash off her skin
scrubbing the saliva from her neck
others inhaling her words
like she held the secret to life
captivated by her beauty
she was hunted like an animal
prey for boys with inflated egos
their fingers trailing over
her porcelain skin
hands griping, grabbing parts
eyes that were greener than
the first leaves of spring
held secrets unknown to all
a body full of electricity
of cement
she floated and sank radically
tiny, fairy like, she was from a story
this world wasn't hers
she didn't belong
she wasn't that perfect
she was just a girl.
