I'm the one no one notices
The girl with books as friends.
A shadow whose body
Holds the scars hidden
By her vacant smile

You've seen me
You just don't know me.
I'm the one whose
Tears stain her eyes
The waste of space
You push around 

The girl in the back,
You know the one
Who hides behind her hair
The girl
So quiet
But wants to speak
But no one seems to care.

I'm the broke one, 
The one you heard about.
Who took her life. 
The girl  who so badly
Didn't want to live that she
Took her own life.         


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