• She sits in the corner.
    Her knees up to her chin.
    Tears rolling down her cheeks.
    She hurts inside.
    Her heart aches.
    She see's the world.
    Though.
    She does not hear it.
    She wishes her ears would ache from to much noise.
    But.
    Her ears feel new and untouched.
    Her hands hurt from signing.
    Her eyes hurt from reading lips.
    The only noise she hears is the noise of the car crash that made her deaf.
    She feels worthless.
    Un important.
    Useless.
    But I guess I cant help it.