They smile at her
They think nothings wrong
But they call her a freak
Just because she's different
She sits alone
In the lunchroom again
So quiet and still
To scared to eat
And she just cant stand
Her never ending thoughts
Of wanting to be dead
Eye liner runs again
In streaks down her face
Gotta wear long sleeves
To hide her arms
Cant let anyone
See the scars
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