Who's that girl
laying down, staring at ceilings
She get's so quiet
When they talk about their feelings
I don't know a lot about this girl
Only a few things
She's often home alone
She'll pick up the phone when it rings
She'll smile
Even when she's close to tears
And didn't really have friends
For seven years
She never really talks a lot
Cause she doesn't know about what
She wants to be seen
Someone get her out of this flood
That she created
While she was crying
Her friend did nothing
Except lying
She wants to be heard
When she screams
If no one's gonna see her
She's gonna give up on her dreams
Who's that girl
Her headphones in her ears
I can see that she's scared
But she's denying all her fears
She doesn't know she's safe
So she keeps queit
She want's to be louder
But she's afraid to try it
Because she could be hated
Again
Like she was
Back then
She was so kind
She forgot to be clever
The most naive child ever
I can't really describe this girl
But I can try it
Quiet
This girl is quiet

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Poem Collection
PoetryHere are the poems I've written and sometimes little backstories about why I wrote them. Enjoy my art :)