normal

I'm at school and everyone is here.
it's a normal Monday.
but normal for her isn't normal for me.
she's been abused again.
didn't get any sleep.
scared and waiting for him to come in her room.
I can tell by the way she bites at her nails.
by how jittery she is.
I can tell and I can't help.
all I can do is stand there and watch her fall apart.
the girl in my first period.
the one I don't know.
she let me read her poems on day.
a diary full.
they talked about suicide attempts.
they talked about her grandpa raping her.
I made eye contact with her.
I held her hand as we held back tears.
she told someone.
she told me.
but now that it's out there, she still isn't free.
and look at her now.
playing cards acting like nothing's wrong.
it's just a normal Monday for her.

normal can have multiple meanings.
realize how lucky you are.