I'm the Girl
You sat beside me in class today
not knowing the loneliness in my mind.
I wore a mask that always smiled
to hide my feelings behind a lie.
I'm the girl who has a tough exterior,
but the hatred screams under my skin
while you pretend to know me.
I'm still here with my lipstick smile.
I am just a lonely soul
you will never really see.
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