Welham Girls' School

I see the sunken look in your eyes. 

Those dark circles telling a magnetic story.

And those empty eyes looking for something to hold on to.

I see how your smile quivers and fades.

And how the darkness seeps beneath your hollow cheeks.

I see your nervousness through bitten lips.

And your effort in those weak bruised and scratched hands

I see how they form a perfect line which ran a little too deep.

And how difficult it is to even take those shallow breaths.

I see how you tried to hide all of this with long sleeves and makeup. 

And how you hide in between that shattered smile, giving up hope and broken dreams. 

I see how you keep the fire forming within you 

And how magnificent euphoria of vision you create.

 

-by Aarna Mohan F-549, AI B