It was she, and she was me
It was she who came into this worlda stable body for what was coming for her.
It was she who made friends
It was she whose friends left her.
Days of being all bottled into a tiny glass jar.
Ready for someone like Pandora to open her up.
Days of being lonely
Her "friends" see past her to get fame, popularity.
It was she who fell in love
It was she who just had to be lovesick.
Knowing that their special someone didn't like her.
She kept it up and kept the tears locked inside.
It was she who felt heartbreak.
It was she who cried each day
Not like any other teenager in the world
The depression she was in grew with each word he said.
It was she who was abused.
It was she who was hit by her sister.
Being promised to not be hit again.
Bruises and blood appear everyday
Late night crying
Secretly hiding scars
It was she who didn't feel loved
It was she who gave up on family.
Being hated by half of her whole family
Pushed to the limit to be smarter than relatives
just because of a parent's envy.
It was she, and she was me
It was she who finally gave up
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