She sits in a corner

 

She averts her eyes

 

Though no one sees her

 

She thinks they pry

 

 

 

She darts her head

 

She covers her face

 

No one can hear

 

Her beating heart race

 

 

 

She smiles on cue

 

She laughs without heart

 

They get the feeling

 

She's lost a part

 

 

 

She pulls down her sleeves

 

So the colors don't show

 

But some peek through

 

Her skin does not glow

 

 

 

The watercolor painting

 

She hides on her arms

 

Her father gave to her

 

She knows he does harm.