You see; it's kind of like a flaw

When inspiring eyes look at me I flinch

Like I'm scared.

Because at first sight I am candy;

The more you learn the less I shine.

I am unhappy and sad and terribly alone;

And they think that I am easily approached.

I’m not though. My walls are so high;

I only stand by the windowsill

And then they get bored.

I never let them in.

So I'm always, always alone.

Sad and unhappy.

Like a curse;

Mom told me not to talk to strangers.