Everyone is so caught up in themselves
They don't look at anyone else
And when they look,
They judge completely wrong.
They think, "oh that girl is perfect, she has a perfect life"
They think she has a perfect everything
But they don't see what's on the inside
They don't see the dying part
The part thats broken, bent.
So before you judge
Get to know the inside
Because good girls know how to hide their feelings
Even when they are dead inside
Their life might be equally as hard as yours.
Or harder
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Poems
PoetryJust some poems. I write these when I get really strong bursts of emotion.