There's a Girl I Met
There's a girl I met
She's in pain
But try as she might
She feels as though
She is losing the fight
I never seen her smile
The twinkle to her eyes
She says she had friends
Now they all despise
There's a girl I met
Whose heart is large
Whose spirit is strong
but doesn't know it
And that is what's wrong.
In school, she is bullied
Their actions and words
Rip at her heart
Her voice is not heard.
There's a girl I met
whose mind plays tricks
A bully in her head
That's the problem
It follows her to bed
Her voice is lost
Even in her mind
Whispering for her not to worry
It's volume she can't find
There's a girl I met
She fights two battles
One on the outside
One within
Now she thinks she wants to die
I want to holler
I want to scream
You're giving up
What can you mean?
To the girl, I met
The world is beautiful
If you only knew
There is one
Who loves you
She's never seen your face
But seen your soul unfurl
Exposed for all to see
In Poetry About a Girl
There's a girl I know
Whose struggle I have felt
Whose soul shines bright
I know her troubles, I know her fears
I know that she needs to fight
I've been her.
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