Behind Closed Doors

The sweetest person I have ever met, I see her smile and I wonder who she is behind closed doors. Does she cry? Does she scream? Perhaps she lives in a trailer with a single mother and an abusive sister. What if her family is poor? Perhaps not… Her clothes seem nice enough. I wonder if she is truly happy, does she look into her mirror with disgust? Does she ever wonder if people look at her and think she is fat? I don’t think she’s fat, but what if she does? Maybe sometimes she sits under black lights and laughs at her ceiling. Does she dream? Someone liker her might dream of caramel apples and clowns. Who knows, maybe she has nightmares about murders and monsters each night. I don’t know much about her except she appears to be sweet as lollipops. Then again, who knows who she might be behind closed doors.