Who I am.

Behind this face, behind this smile, theres a girl that no one knows. She's scared. She feels like she's living in the past, back when her step dad, the man she loved, would beat her and scare her. The man who she watched hurt her mom until she bleed, then he'll get ready and go to church. She trusts no one and fears everyone. Who should she trust? She's trying, day by day. That really cute guy that she wants to talk to so bad but is scared of what he'll say. She sitsin the back of classes hoping the teacher doent call her name. She feels stupid, like she doent know anything. I mean who can blameer her tests grade are below. Who is she? Thats who I am.

                

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