Circumference

                         

She

  Lies on        the edge

Of a                           circle.

They                                   stay                                

within.                                    She hovers

 without.                   Hello?                           Can 

you                           hear me?                           Can 

you               see me?                             Do

you                                     care?                                  She 

tried to  

break in  once.

She                                                        failed.

So she                                         stopped 

trying.                           She

stayed on the edge

of that circle.

She would

patrol the perimeter

the circumference

scanning for gaps

But the ever shrinking radius

was a better guard than she.

No one in,

more left out.

She

didn't like

the person

she was,

the person

she became

as she

defended that circle.

So one day she left.

Stopped trying to find a place

on that circumference.

Because 

when she spoke,

no one heard.

When she cried,

no one saw. 

Not even she.

Chin up.

Shoulders back.

Smile with crinkled eyes.

Years of friendship. 

Years of her life

she will never get back. 

Used when necessary

otherwise ignored.

Away yet she is stuck.

She has a past she does not 

want to remember, 

A future she can't predict,

And a present that confuses her.

A present that erases her.

So she watches her circles 

Within them she plays the game

Gambling what's left to reclaim what's lost.

Within she guards herself

Her weapons single truths.

It will work.

She will be better.

She will never hover around a circumference again.