She in Me
She does not write for you
She does not write for your approval
She writes to release the bullets of thought
That otherwise would kill
The friends that she's bought
Not with money
For she is not rich
But with a smile that spreads
Inch by inch
Because you see
Behind that smile is the real her
Not happy, not sad
But an in-between mad
Not angry nor lazy
But inside she's crazy
She lives in a world
With upside-down justice
And when she asks "why?"
They say "it just is"
It's a world she can not change
With no one by her side
She has to find her crazy people
But she can't
Because like her
They hide
And by the rules
They abide
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