She's a girl
In a big world
And everyone thinks
She's happy
But the truth is
She cries at night
No one sees the dark in the light
And she's just hanging by a thread,
She's given up her fight.
And no one's there to help her find her might.
She's alone, and scared
And it seems like no one really cares.
She apologizes first
All the time.
And it's always her fault...
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simplicity
Poetrysimplicity.... that's what poetry is. but poetry has depth, emotion, a sense of understanding.
