That girl
When you see her walk down the hall
Do you think she’s pretty at all?
Do you think she’s smart?
Do you think she is perfect just as she is?
She doesn’t
All she ever sees is failure
All she has ever known is disgrace
She walks with her chin up
But just wants to hide her face
She is scared that no one will see
All of the pain inside her
She is afraid that they will see
All of the broken pieces beside her
That girl
Wakes up early every morning
And touches her toe on the scale
Afraid of what it will tell her
But the need to know prevails
Her heart sinks fast
When she sees the number that defines her
She can never forget
The hurt that lies behind her
That girl
Used to
think someone cared
Now she
is smaller than ever
Because
she feels less than her
She feels
empty
Incapable
of happiness
Unworthy
of love
She
starves herself and cuts her skin
She hides
the pain, and lets no body in
She cries
herself to sleep each night
She
thinks of ending her life
That girl
Doesn’t
know who she is anymore
Maybe she
never did
That girl
Needs
someone to tell her
All of
the good things she can’t see
That girl
Just
wants a friend to call her own
To make
her feel less alone
That girl
Wants you
to notice her and care
And tell
her that you’ll always be there
That’s
all she wants,
Please
don’t leave
There’s
too much at risk
For her,
believe.
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