Do you know her?
That girl, sitting alone at lunch?
That girl, who you called ‘Bitch, skank, worthless, ugly, fat’?
That girl, who is nothing, but broken?
That girl, who doesn’t have any tears left to shed?
That girl, who wants to laugh, but can’t?
Do you know her?
Yes? Good, cause that, is me.
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That girl...
Teen FictionDo you know her? That girl, sitting alone at lunch? That girl, who you called ‘Bitch, skank, worthless, ugly, fat’? That girl, who is nothing, but broken? That girl, who doesn’t have any tears left to shed? That girl, who wants to laugh, but can’t? ...
