She is

It seemed
that any and all
emotional breakthroughs
between her and
her lovers
signaled
the relationship's definite demise.
She is so perfectly flawed
and undeniably common
that these things are inevitable.
Her beauty is plain
her intellect, bearable,
her talents are usual
and her creativity, shallow.
But she can feel.
She felt the weight
of the world
on her shoulders.
All the names
and criticisms hurled
at her, made her bleed.
She felt the knives
plunged on her back
and welcomed them
as though they were
family.