Just A Girl

A girl,

Just a girl

Lives with a broken:

Smile, Heart, Life.

Waiting for a chance,

Just a chance

To prove who she really is.

Tired of tears on her pilliows,

and the stabing pain in her chest.

She's just a girl

Who is broken beyond repair.

Wanting, waiting for what she cannot have,

But who can love,

This poor broken girl

This poem is about: 
Me

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