I am...
The ugly sister,
The hated child.
The one people say “Forget her,”
The one they called wild.
The girl they never knew,
The one they mocked.
The girl whose lips where pure blue,
The one with the gun cocked.
The girl laying in the casket,
The one who was pathetic.
The one whose family gets the “I’m sorry” baskets,
The one who ended it all with just a click.
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I am a 16 year old girl who suffers with depression, anger, and much more. I am a hopeless romantic, and suicidal. I express myself through my poems.
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