Sitting on the bathroom floor
Wishing there was more
More of the people
That gave a dame
Tears running down
Eyes all red,
But no one can see
Because its behind
Her smile that
People see, tired
Of people thinking
She’s fine
But she is not
And now its
Her time to
Let everyone
Know how she
Feels and how
She hate's the
World around her.
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