Just A Girl

The people I see almost everyday all try to be different but end up the same.

A familiar girl,
In a familiar place,
Surrounded by every,
Familiar Face.

A lonely girl,
In a lonely place,
With tears streaming down,
Her lonely face.

A cheery little girl,
In a cheery little place,
Flaunting around,
With her cheery little face.

A romantic slutty girl,
In a romantic slutty bed,
With thoughts of sex,
Weaving through her slutty little head.

A suicidal girl,
In a suicidal bed,
With suicidal thoughts,
Dancing in her head.

That's all she was:
Thoughts in her head.
That's why today,
She is dead.



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..":`v´* Emma Maynard *-:¦:- °·..* * °.. ·· ..*.. ·· ..°