The girl who took stats for fun.

Who glued plastic to her body with chemicals not fit for nature.

Who didn't bend her convictions for anything, not even the truth.

Who spoke three languages.

Who could ace all classes with her hands behind her back.

Who was not who we supposed her to be.

Who sided with darkness by default, saving energy.

Who people say I resemble.

Who had massive breasts.

Who is spending her birthday in a white, sterile bed.

Who was abused too many times over,
was once cut off from oxygen,
is now cut off from the world.

Who giggled during titrations.

Who wore tight tails in public, but only let free in private.

Who didn't wear long sleeves and pants during Texas summers for no reason.

Whose sarcasm scorched everyone's edges around her, causing them to furl.

Whose life was a series of wrecks,
blows to the spinal chord,
double edged knives, and
firewater tricks.