She stood as still as a stone
In wind and rain
Walking to school with a lunch
She packed
Brusies covered with make up
Teachers see but don't ask
Wearing the same dress
She wore yesterday day
It's like shes a
Concete angel
She dreams of being a bird
Some where shes loved
She flys to a place where shes loved
A place of her dreams
She stands hard as a stone
And she cares of being a bird
Shes like a concrete
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