Always in the back, She's always so shy
Outline of an angel so perfectly made
Always successful to turn a blind eye
She's stuck in an on-going maquerade
She wears a mask to cover herself up
She sees other people but in their eyes she's a blur
Inside a judmental world she is stuck
Stuck in the background with no one but her
She keeps her head up and deals with her pain
She will always remember the bright side of things
Like only rainbows can come after rain
When the world puts her down, she spreads her wings
The most beautiful thing I've seen walk this Earth
Amazing, an angel, we all walk her turf.
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