Who?
This girl that stands before the mirror
In a pretty dress and a smile
Upon her face, who is she?
The one who forces the tears back,
and only shows the world a mask.
The girl who tries so hard to please others,
It's too late before she realizes her mistakes.
A heart broken so many times that
It can no longer trust nor care.
She is me.
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