That Girl
She's that girl
Who lives in her own little world
The one who dreamed by day
And created by night
But she is invisible
To the majority of the world
They only see her
When she makes remarks
Or draws attention to herself
She does crazy things
Has hopes and dreams
Who hums her own melodies
But it always seems
That her existence isn't known
Yet when they do play along
They do not know
Exactly how strong
Are the walls she holds
For she has been wronged
Put all her love
To someone who just came along
To someone who never
Held her close
It was the start
Of several layers
That surrounded her heart
It was because of this
She poured herself
Into everything artsy she did
And when a snicker came
From here and there
She closed herself off
She was the girl
Who could never love freely
That girl
Who acted like stone
A girl
Who hated to be be alone
The girl
Everyone walked past
She was
That girl
Who was made of
Bulletproof glass
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