She was just a girl,
Only fifteen,
Her mind in a whirl,
Treated like a latrine.
Nobody knew her or who she was,
Yet everybody judged her physically,
She was a sweet girl not a snob,
She had a bad past treated horrifically.
But one lunchtime at school,
A boy came over to her side,
He said he thought she was cool,
And told her she didnt need to hide.
At first she didnt believe him,
Thought it was all a trick,
Eventually she let his words win,
And let the friendship stick.
He learnt about who she really was,
There were good times and some rough,
Her imperfections didnt matter because,
In the end there was only Love.
Who would have thought that this once little girl,
Now has love and everything she ever wanted and more,
She is now the center of her loved ones world,
And she will be happy now on the outside to her core.
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Plastic Roses And Fake Love Songs
PoëzieA collection of my favourite pieces of poetry. All written by me, please do not steal them. My poetry is dark, if you have anything nasty or judgemental to say then please take it elsewhere.
