Pity

I can feel
The pity in their eyes
Burning bright
In my dark
They look at me
And just see
The girl who cried
The girl who sits
In silence
At the back of the room
The girl with the darkness in her eyes
The girl who hides everything inside
The give me
Their quirky little smiles
That tell they feel
Awkward around me
How I loathe that smile
It’s like they’re telling me
Without the use of breath
“Please don’t talk to me
That would just be weird
You’re different from us”
And that makes me a reject
A girl made
With a cracked mold