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Who is she?

I can’t decipher.

And I don’t understand,

why no one likes her.

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She may not be pretty.

She may not be smart.

But that’s not important,

it’s what’s in the heart.

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Yet people don’t care,

what comes from her heart.

They just tear her down,

and rip her apart.

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She has feelings,

she’s a human too,

and only wishes,

to have friends like you.

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After one long day,

of name calling and lies.

She wrote a little note,

stating her last good-byes.

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She made up her mind,

that nothing mattered at all.

Tried taking her own life,

and ended up in the hospital.

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The others act shocked.

Why would she do such a thing?

They thought she was happy,

and had everything.

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But they failed to see,

all the tears, all the pain.

That just broke her little heart,

and drove her insane.

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Now she sits at home,

still alone as can be.

They think she’s alright,

and still can’t see.

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The pain will build up,

again and again.

Eventually she’ll take her life,

and that will be the end.

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So you ask, who is this girl?

This girl you can’t decipher.

I see her everyday in the mirror

because I happen to be her.



~*~ Jill ~*~