I knew a girl who liked to draw;

She drew pictures that nobody saw;

She was most artistic late at night;

In the bathroom, out of sight;

She kept a secret no one knew;

She didn't tell a soul and her gallery grew;

Her drawings were different, no paper or pen;

But needed a bandage, now and then;

We stood by the river, under the stars ;

She rolled up her sleeves and showed me her scars ;

She felt embarrassed and looked at her shoe;

Then I rolled up my sleeves and whispered "I draw too"

HumbledbYGrace , Obinnau. Lalasticlala