She'll smile when she think they're looking, but cries when she gets name. They pick her last for everything, but acts like it doesn't bother her at all. She feels terribly abandoned and hopelessly alone. Her friends thinks that she's happy, but they would never know she's on the verge of something gone tomorrow hello. Now I know you don't care now. The world is a dark place you are blind to see it. Are you happy with what you did to me? You killed me, you hurt me, you broke me into pieces. I felt like suicide and death that day yet no one could have seen it.
