She's the girl with the fake smile
She's the girl who's secretly dying inside
She's the girl who everyone turns to
She's the broken angel
She's the girl hiding her scars
She's the girl who hates herself
She's the girl who hates herself
She's the girl who is always picked last
Everyone says she's guilty, for what she doesn't know
She doesn't know where she wants to go
Or who she wants to be
She doesn't even know who she is
All she knows is that she doesn't want to be the person she is now
She doesn't want to be alone
The girl who hates herself
The girl with the fake smile
The girl everyone turns to
But with no one to turn to herself
The broken angel
Will anyone every come to rescue her
Will she ever be free?
Perhaps one day
Until then
She is the broken angel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful rendition of words in an insightful narrative piece, written with clarity of thought and mind. Very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing Aimee and do remain enriched.