Never Judge A Book By Its Cover

• Sinitta Mccarthy, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2018

I once met a girl who was delighted all the time
Little did I know what was going through her mind
She didn’t tell anyone what was running through her head
She was was too worried about what she was going to be defined of instead
So everytime I see a stranger walking down the street
I think of that story, and it plays on repeat
I never judge, I never talk, I will always listen
Because beneath a glistened face, there will always be something missing