So, here she was again, left alone with her thoughts. In the end there were always more questions than answers. This time, it was wondering if things would ever turn out right. No matter how she went about it, things never seemed to go her way. Why? Why wouldn’t people take her seriously? Why can’t people around her admit that even though she’s young, she’s smart, that she can be right! Why do people never give her a second glance? They just pretend not to notice her as they walk the other way.Why doesn’t she ever get that second chance?
It’s like she has blood stained hands. Only she can’t see it, but everyone else can.