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I miss you Jamie. You're still a idiot in my eyes. ❌🔪❌

I know a girl

In the front of my class

On every test

She'd always pass

Every sport season

She'd make the team

Every time someone was sad

She would stop them from feeling bad

Yet the nicks on her wrists were unmistakable

The bags under her eyes were impossible to miss

The exhaustion in her voice was right in front of you

And I kept in thinking

No she couldn't

But the very next day there'd just be more

To every girl who felt the way she did

You don't need that

I know a girl

In the front of my class

On every test

She'd barley pass

Every sports season

She didn't make the team

Every time someone was sad

She'd stop them from being like her

Yet the nicks on her wrists were unmistakable

The bags under her eyes were impossible to miss

The exhaustion in her voice was right in front of you

And I kept in thinking

No she couldn't

But the very next day there'd just be more

To every girl who felt the way she did

You don't need that

There was a girl

In the front of my class

On every test

She'd never pass

Every sport season

She'd ignore the team

Every time someone was sad

She'd walk away like the rest

Yet the nicks on her wrists were unmistakable

The bags under her eyes were impossible to miss

The exhaustion in her voice was right in front of you

And I kept in thinking

No she couldn't

But the very next day there'd just be more

To every girl who felt the way she did

You don't need that

I know a girl

In the front of my class

She starved herself

Almost died twice

Not like she cared

She'd let a blade fly across her wrist

Make herself bleed for the fun of it

And her shadow still looked like the girl in first grade

But this seventh year was close to her grave

Yet the nicks on her wrists were unmistakable

The bags under her eyes were impossible to miss

The exhaustion in her voice was right in front of you

And I kept in thinking

No she couldn't

But the very next day there'd just be more

To every girl who felt the way she did

You don't need that

I knew a girl

Who was in the front of the class

Just a few days ago

She took the breath that was her last

She wrote a note

To her family

Then the bullies

And finally me

Yet the nicks on her wrists were unmistakable

The bags under her eyes were impossible to miss

The exhaustion in her voice was right in front of you

And I kept in thinking

No she couldn't

But the very next day there'd just be more

To every girl who felt the way I did

You don't need that

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