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She is like a broken toy
all alone sitting in back of all of her classes.
she wont let anyone speak to her; sorrow replaces her joy
she stares as her best friend walks by, not saying a word as she passes.
what changed her so much?
she used to care
nothings wrong she screams as she cries
life is to hard to bare
you can tell by her face that she lies..
you miss her so bad
why cant she see?
life was not so difficult, if only she could see what she had...
why cant she see she's you're best friend,she means so much to you...
you're so afraid for her right now...
afraid she'll end her life.

*just a poem about us sad people's friends...the people who say they care...*