All the words on the page look like a blur,
i look in the mirror and glimpse at her,
she has a fake smile and the occasional cut,
shes been labeled everything from punk to slut,
she gets through her days barely alive,
the people close to her watch her cry,
and hear her admit that she wants to die,
shes lost herself though the years,
but she made it through all the tears,
shes learned so much and lost so little,
but her thoughts are still stuck in the middle,
this lost soul that i see,
i realize is only me...
 
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