She

She's sat there grinning

Knowing she's winning

And if looks could kill

She'd lie cold and still

What is there to gain

By saying what causes pain

It makes me sick

When she gets away with it

I know why they're said

Making my cheeks burn red

It's funny, clever, cool...

No; words hurt, they're cruel

Maybe it's jealousy

Not from her, from me

Then I remember

Hannah

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

i agree with marie...we need a little more information, there is obviously a twist at the end but it isn't tangible

[Marie]

The poem really doesn't make much sense unless you know why Hannah is.