She Is….
Stumbling through the corridors,
Banging on the walls,
Everything’s so big
‘Why am I so small?’
Curled in the corners,
Rolling ‘cross the floor
‘Where are the lights?’
Learning to crawl.
She’s rocking on the landing,
Dancing not to bore,
Smiling at the ceiling,
Hiding behind the door.
Fighting in the darkness,
Drowning in the scorn,
Laughing at the lampshades,
Dying as she’s born.
Lurking in the cupboard,
Screaming in the hall,
Listening to the echos,
Company for us all.
Choking in the silence,
Shadows on the wall,
Spitting at the owners,
Smiling at their calls.