The girl that everybody sees
But never really understands
The girl that everybody thinks is free
But doesn't really stand a chance
No one really cares
About the color of her hair
About the color of her eyes
About her attitude; is she nice?
Sitting quiet in a corner
Because no one really knows her
Who is she?
That girl is me.
But who am I?
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a/n:
so yeah. this came out of nowhere.
