I Am

January 22, 2019

I am

The girl in the front of the class

Daydreaming to let the time pass

I am

The girl that fights

Day after day

Night after night

I am

The person that the butt of al jokes

That never once stood up

Never once spoke

I am

The one fighting the pain

The tears i have cried

Would flood the streets with rain

I am

The girl with no one to hold me

I locked up my heart

Can you find the key?

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