Poem

How much do you know
Of the girl that stands before you.
Of the past she come from
The dream she dreams of
The fight she struggling to fight
Yet she fights it alone.
All cover in bruises
Yet hides them.
Not letting the world know
Scared of reopening them
For them to not heal again.
Friends keep asking
"How are you"
"I'm fine I'm truly am"
Yet
She not.
She just don't want them to see.
Just waiting for the day
She can
Take that
Jump

Goodnight everybody

Love you

Zanny xx