Fun
She was just a girl
a girl looking for
fun
if only she knew where fun would take her
if only she knew what fun would cost
if Only
but she looked in the wrong places
soon it wasn't fun
Soon it was all she could think about
her friends dropped as fast as her grades
She didn't care
she was still having 'fun'
this was what fun is, right?
right?
Her parents suspicion grew
as her 'fun' grew with it
but at some point it weighes to much
until she broke
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