The Broken Girl
She hides her pretty smile,
so her face will only show the pain.
Some say she's crazy,
and other say insane.
Dress her up,
in barbie clothes,
i think not,
this is the only thing she knows.
She's the mysterious figure,
the one youre scared to talk to.
Youre afraid of being hurt by her,
when she's hurt by you.
So just mock her with your friends,
she knows that one day,
there will be an end,
to all the stupid bs

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