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Picture me, a socialite
My throat adorned with pearls; Scars hidden by a black silk dress And hair done up in curls Picture me, a drama queen, A new act every day; I make mountains out of molehills When things don't go my way. Picture me, a softball star, Three strikes, that's it, you're done. Being known as "one of the jocks" Pretending to have fun. Picture me, a little girl Abused for much too long. Hiding behind this mask I wear, Pretending to be strong. Picture me, however you wish Pretend you know me well. Just don't judge me 'til you know The truth about my hell.
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