This girl-
By Irb
This girl, Quick to anger- quick to love Looks forward to a better yesterday Because she's afraid of tomorrow. This girl, She's always thinking of someone Whom she wishes she were good enough for, She never is. This girl, Defies the norm and ends up average Tells the truth to everyone else, But lies to herself. This girl, Thrives on chaos- wishes for peace Cannot look people in the eyes, She might see her own reflection. And this girl, She's surrounded, but all alone And she's forgotten herself In her own oblivion. Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 05:22 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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