Cupcakes (A Poetic Begining of a Heart-Wrenching Novel)

*One*
The makeup hides the disgrace.
The constant reminder
Of a mistake I made.
Stupid Cupcakes.
People ask me all the time,
*What are the scars from?*
Tell them cupcakes
But they think I'm crazy.

Crazy?
No.
That was "him"
"He" shall not be named.
"He leaves this vial,
Disgusting taste in my mouth.
And he goes on like nothing happened...

But life goes on.
And I used to deal with it
And then I couldn't.

Cupcakes...

So many memories I want to forget.
So hard.
So impossible.
But I am impossible.
I am Blaire.

Blaire Brown.
The Cupcake lover.
Blaire Brown.
The crazy person.
Blaire Brown.
The one that people vere from since
My "friend" told people
My secret.
Some friend.

What is a friend?
Well, a friend in high school...
...Just someone to talk to at lunch with
I guess.
But apparently,
I talk to much.
And so does she.

Cupcakes...