Girl with wounds

Nobody likes the girl
that stands alone
Nobody likes the scars
on her body
Nobody wants to see
the pain thát clearly
On her arm roads have
been travelled
Little red patterns
Nobody knows where
she hides
Or the thoughts in her mind
They never tried
Friends just threw everything
back in her face
Not wanting to have anything
to do with it
Couldn't handle it
Just adding another pattern
to her arm
Making way for her to
walk by
A ghost in disguise
Floating from one thing
to another
Never uttering a word
about her wounds
Nobody dares to get close