She feels her face
Cold, cold like the rest of her
She can't remember the last time she had
A human thought.
No that was taken away from her
Away like everyone she ever loved
They didn't expect her to mind.
Never being loved back
She must notice
What she lost
What she never and will never own
She is congruous in her society
What about her society?
Friend, Family, Classmates, strangers, enemies
Why wasn't she accepted?
Is it something inside of her?
Is it her appearance?
Is it just her?