She Is...

She's the girl who sits in the back of the class staring out at the summer sky, wishing for winter
She's the girl who sits in the back of the class, zoned out but still passing with A's

She's the girl you ask if she's alright
She's the girl who responds with a shy smile and a nod, just tired. Always just tired.

She's the girl who will pour her heart out to a total stranger, then regret her best friend seeing her cry at Titanic
She's the girl who falls in love, then like
She's the girl who likes no one and loves everyone

She's the child who is too mature
She's the woman who is too young

She is the girl who is beautiful
She is the girl who is hideous
She is the girl no one needs
She is the girl keeping someone alive

She is a girl with a gentle voice,
She is a girl with piercing thoughts that are never spoken

She is the girl who doesn't believe in love, but dreams of finding it
She is the girl who wants someone to prove her wrong

She is the girl who you ask if she had a fight with her boyfriend
She is the girl who gives you a laugh and says no, she doesn't have one.
She is just tired, always tired. Always on edge.

She is too old to be a kid, too young to be an adult.
She is too mature to be a teen but too immature to be an adult.

She is fearless in her dreams
She is too scared to act on any of those dreams.

She is the girl you know nothing about
She is the girl that is unreadable
She is the open book
She is the girl I see every day in the reflecting glass