The One That Doesn't Belong

Yay poetry ^_^

Started out as a little girl,
Grew into a teen,
Made fun of books and TV shows,
Without being mean.

That young girl would sit in the sun,
And listen to the day,
And to the music of the trees,
She'd sing her heart away.

But cruel were hands that touched her,
Hard were looks she took,
Sharp were the pains deep in her heart,
So she wrote it in a book.

Her diary she carried with her,
Throughout her whole childhood,
She turned into a young woman,
But meeker than she should.

For she was strong inside that book,
Her courage, great and strong,
But outside of its pages,
Sat a girl that didn't belong.

Reviews

[Adil Khan]

I love poems like this one. The ones that tell you a story. It makes me wish I knew more about the girl, and if possible, I wish I could read her diary. Who knows what treasures she might be hiding in there. Its a great start to your Writer's Cafe career. Keep writing. Stay happy. Forever. ^_^

[Labyrinth Kuro]

I might write a short story containing her diary if you want me to ^_^ And thank you sweetie ^_^

[Adil Khan]

Yeah, I'd love to read it. ^_^ And mention not sweetheart. ^_^

[Labyrinth Kuro]

Are you planning to write anything soon? Because I'd adore to read it ^_^

[Adil Khan]

You really want me to write something, ne? Okay, before you wake up tomorrow, I'd have posted something. Fine? ^_^

[Labyrinth Kuro]

Ok, deal ^_^