No One Suspected / by Rebecca Tillett

No one suspected
You were neglected,
You were infected,
You were rejected.

You, in your pretty black shoes,
you, in your flower girl tattoos.
No one suspected you
you, were abused.

You fat little thing.
You never knew everything.
You never knew anything,
not even a something.

But no one suspected
You were projected,
You were perfected,
You were affected.