Everyone calls me a poser
Everyone calls me that loser
Mr 'friends' hate me
they all think I'm a B
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She is always in the cornner
and far away from people
she hangs out with her so called friends
teh one's who don't care
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I'm sick and tired of all these lies
all these heart breaking goodbyes
my head is filled with stress
inside my head a complete mess
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After the yelling
Alone in her room
She crumbles down
Like a stack of bricks
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A love lost
A life cost
A broken girl
A sickening whirl
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Inside she dies
Her secret despise
She hides and cries
Thinking of the lies
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She sits alone
her head down
hair in her face
covering up her tear filled eyes
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