She felt unloved
She wasn't loved
The others were their favorite
The others got special treatment
She got the occasional smile
They laughed with the others
They laughed at her with every mistake
The others messed up and looked cute
She messed up and got shunned
She wasn't a part of the group
The others were welcomed to the group
All because they chose favorites,
And it wasn't her.
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Flying Away || Poetry
PoetryPoems by the broken, for the broken. {Lovely cover done by @tinhovercarinice}