In all the unhealthy things she said about herself and life she always put a smile and a laugh to it .. and u only worrying smiled along with her
"Why do you say those things about yourself. Why do you laugh at it when you say them?" I ask her but more myself as she walks before me. "What goes through your mind what do you mean when you say life is for the rich and blind. What does it mean!" I shout Finding my voice. "What does what mean? Why are you shouting." She turns to me and stares as if she knows all to well of what I mean. "You know what I'm talking about! You know more than anyone of what I'm saying and all I need to know is do you need me or do you you need peace, just tell me what I can do to make you see your worth everything." I walk to her and pull her into me only for her to break into tears. "It's not fair that life is for the rich and blind but I'm also seeing it's for the foolish. It's not for the poor girl with eyes as wide as the moon and a mind as deep as the ocean... Why can't it be for me why can't I be happy?"
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