Sitting alone with the eyes wet,
Setting alone in the time bad
Crying because no one cares,
Sitting in the corner because no one spares
Thinking of the people who teased her, and wishing for some people to please her
Let she choose her own way to flow, weather she is weak
, Dull or slow
Don't let the society stop her to flow, let her be happy and freely grow
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