It Hurts. The name calling, the hair pulling, the loneliness , it hurts. Leaving me alone to watch you all play, it hurts. I look in the mirror and all that I see, is a desperate young school girl Staring back at me. I wanted to help her I desperately tried, but the damage was done she was buried alive. Her heart it was broken her confidence battered, but looking for help was all that mattered. She'd crawl into bed, tears streaming down,desperate smile but only could frown. You could have helped her, you could have cared, instead you just watched while she grappled for air. Now she is quiet, now she is still, now she has taken her final pill. All that she wanted, all it was worth, was a broken down school girl, still it hurts.
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