They mustn't see.

She sits in the corner,
Alone and unwanted.
Seething, her thoughts wrapped
In turmoil.
Swallowing a bitter pill,
Hiding behind an inane facade
Of happiness and sunlight.
She wonders what the would think
If they could really see her.
Would they cringe?
Probably.
Her parents are oblivious,
Her friends are in denial.
Her teachers say she's introverted,
Her self just sits and glares.
She hates them all,
These mindless fools,
Who want to pretend
That they know her.
They wish.
Their worst nightmares
Couldn't conjure
Who she is, so deep inside.
On occasion, she flickers to the surface,
When hiding becomes to agonising.
A dead-eyed glower,
An arctic comment,
A smile that sends chills
Running up and down your spineless back.
But I push her away,
They mustn't see.
They wouldn't want to understand.