To the Girl in the Corner, Staring at Me

To the girl in the corner, staring at

Me, what have I done to deserve this? Please,

Do tell me, for I cannot wait to hear

Your interpretation of my affront.

You never listen when I speak; you hear

The words you see, the tone you speak, not the

Reality of my life. You think you know

Everything about this strange girl; but you

Know nothing and you cannot handle that