there's this girl.
she's going through a bit of a tough time.
she's struggling to get back to her normal self.
there's this girl.
she's confused.
she went to sleep fine and when she woke she just didn't see the point.
there's this girl.
she claims to be relatively liked, yet she doesn't know for sure.
she tries to be confident but confidence turns to cockiness.
there's this girl.
she's not depressed.
she's just going through something.
there's this girl.
she wants to leave, but she can't.
she feels trapped, almost like a slave to social media.
there's this girl.
her school grades aren't the best.
she plays it off cool but down low she feels like a failure.
there's this girl.
she watches everyone else succeed, holding up their excellences.
she looks down at her not achieved and smiles, hiding the sadness.
there's this girl.
she doesn't eat much.
she has on and off days where she will eat a lot or hardly anything.
there's this girl.
she doesn't know how to put things into words.
she instead writes it down for the world to see.
there's this girl.
she's just going through a hard time.
nothing more, nothing less.
there's this girl.
how do i know so much about this girl?
i am that girl.
these are my feelings.
i don't know how to express how these feelings effect me or how they got here.
but this is close enough.
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Poetrya bunch of ideas that will never be more than blurbs or small stories. enjoy. random updates whenever - completed but always adding new parts. [ cover by me ]
