Countless Flaws

April 22, 2014

There is a girl who tries to be nice to everyone,

and then gets taken advantage of.

Spends hours to look pretty and it's never good enough.

She acts like she is happy,

then goes home and wishes of a different life.

Taking the harsh words and pretends like nothing is wrong

until she can go home and cry herself to sleep believing every word.

She always tries to get her point across and can never find the right words.

She has more depth to her than everyone thinks.

She use to hide from the harsh eyes.

She has seen evil, and experienced it.

She would not care if you gave a shitty gift,

just as long as you thought of her,

because she gets happy over the little things.

She always prays,

that someone will finally understand the person she has been growing into.

She is the girl they always misinterpret.

And that girl, is me.

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