I am happy I am giggly I talk a lot I wear a smile I brave the day I act like I don't care like I don't notice, I know that many find me annoying I know they hate my guts, but like a spectacle I can see through their walls and barely tell them what I know, I am not happy and always a giggle but a lonely broken soul for I am not pretty I am not funny nor am I popular or skinny I am judged and I despise every soul that does but what they don't see is what I really am, a broken lonely soul, for next time you see me I may look happy but that is just a cover for I see all and hear what is there beware of what's in the world for it is not pretty, funny, popular, or skinny but is a cold heartless world for it is a broken lonely soul.
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