1. A girl
Disparity rises when I see her.
Conflicting stares is all I get.
Who is she? I keep staring back.
Why does she look at me with so much hate?
As I flick another glance at her,
I see the pain in her eyes.
They brim with tears as she looks at me,
She seems like a one who lies.
Her arms are scarred, so are her legs.
But she is so oblivious to everything!
All she does is look at me with hate,
I take a step back, slipping.
But who is this girl?
She seems so familiar yet unknown.
What did I do to her?
Aiming at me point blank, she looks forlorn.
And that’s when the realization dawned on me.
I see her and she sees me.
We are separated by just a single barrier.
And I wonder if you’ve guessed who she is.