She hurts
She isn't indestructable
She has feelings
She has things to say
It hurts her to say
That you make her hurt
That you make her cry
That you make her die inside
Her pretty blue eyes are as dull as ever
Her nice blonde hair is never up
Her clothes express how she feels
You don't understand though
She hurts,
And you'll never know
I got really bored, not even sure if this is anything like a poem. . .Well there ya go.
