Random poem? :p

How can people not see her?

Can't you see what she's doing?

Those cracks on her porcelain face are spreading,

But she paints over them with dignity,

People bang their metal cups,

against the rusty bars she locked herself behind,

Her feelings are a prisoner to you,

but it looks like her time will never be done.

She threw the key in a river,

With every heart beat it's pushed farther and farther,

She jumps in the water and swims for her life,

But it's too late.

The key plunges over a waterfall of hatred.

The girl is furious,

Chips break off her porcelain mask,

and you finally see suffrage inside,

She bangs her fists at the metal bars,

She screams at the walls in fury,

The metal cups,

banging...taunting....

Her heart tears in half and she RIPS off her mask,

Her pain is RAGING,

She grabs the bars and bends them in half,

She twists the bars until the inanimate objects long to DIE.

Then the girl lunges at her mockers,

her enraged hurt builds, 

she reachers her breaking point,

where the thermometer cracks,

and she slowly walks away....

She's seen the damage she's caused,

and locks herself up again.

Behind the bars she sits and cries.

The pain and hurt is now outside,

the outsiders put their cups down,

they walk away from the bars,

Now that the damage is done,

there's no reason for them to stick around.

The next day there she is again,

Her porcelain mask is glistening in the dark,

But no one will ever know how she feels,

If they did....

Then what kind of a person would she be?