I watch her from a distance

she's just two desks down from mine

She's just an average girl 

so it seems...

But beyond her firm composture 

is a broken being

A girl who refuses to reflect the pain

she inflicts to herself

on to others

A bully in the strangest sense

She's her own worst enemy

and it's written all down her wrists

But she's just another girl

Two desks down 

That'll I'll never know