She can force
a laugh,
She can force a smile.
She can pretend,
That the harsh words you spew,
Don't hurt but they do.
She can tell herself,
She'll make it through,
But she knows that,
Is what she cannot do.
She'll finally give in,
She'll break.
The girl you thought,
Would never quit,
Will have no other choice.
She fought for to long,
Fought to hard,
She's tired and worn.
So she's stopping her heart,
To try to move on.
She'll give up her life,
To release all her pain.
She has felt so much,
But had no gain.
Her tears flow out,
As she writes her farewell,
She gives up, she gives in
She walks right up,
And rings deaths bell.
She is:
The girl in your math class,
Doing the work alone.
The girl in the bathroom,
Wondering what she did wrong.
The girl always late,
But scared to go home.
She is the girl, writting this poem.
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