Her
She is beautiful
She has everone wrapped arond her finger
But she doesnt want any of them
They tell her she is beautiful
She dont care
To her she isnt
She looks in the mirror
She sees a fat slob
She has tried to cange
It never works
She tries to hide the pain
Everyone knows
She hates herself
She just wants everything to go away
But it stay
She has hard time fitting in
Shes tried to end things
Shes still here
She has learned to love herself
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