Author's Note: This story/poem came to my head this morning. The third paragraph is from Raven's POV.
Poem:
She was the odd one out,
The Dark Goth could not
Show her emotions.
So when she turned stone,
People thought her cruel.
She was the odd one out,
They thought she didn't care,
They thought she had no Heart,
For the one incased in stone,
And her boyfriend,
Were left alone,
by her.
I was the odd one out,
I was left alone,
Forgotten.
She was the odd one out,
Truth is she had no friends,
She couldn't open up,
She closed up inside,
Until she felt no pain,
The Dark Goth could not,
They thought she had no Heart,
Forgotten,
She closed up inside,
Until she died,
Inside from all the pain.
Why didn't someone tell me?
I was the odd one out.