She wore a suit of armor
Of neon pinks and greens
And brightly glowing yellow socks
That came up to her knees.
She wore a thousand bracelets
That glittered on her wrist
And layered cherry lipstick
To stain every boy she kissed.
She threaded tiny jingle bells
Through the laces in her shoes,
Just to make the sweetest noise
Every time she moves.
She thought that with her outfit
She would finally stand out,
And that if her clothes were screaming,
She wouldn’t have to shout.
I guess she never saw a mirror,
Or she might have changed her mind
Because while everyone would notice her,
They’d never see what was inside.