If you looked in the corners you'd find her right there, hidden by darkness and the curls in her hair, her nose in a book and head in the clouds, hiding her feelings and the truth from the crowds. If you sat by her side while the world passed you by she'd tell you a story a complete and utter lie, the pain in her eyes, the scars she carries show a truth through the normal she is a devil in hiding. You don't look in the corners, you don't even glance, so she sits there still waiting, to be given a chance.
"I'm nothing more than a monster Steve, the world doesn't need anymore of me"
"You are human, I can feel your heartbeat beneath my fingers. Even if the world doesn't need you, I do."