Do You remember the quiet girl,
Who always carried a book?
Did you know she used them,
Because she needed an escape?
Do you remember taunting that girl,
And making fun of her fears?
I bet you didn't know,
How she cried herself to sleep,
Tears falling unendless,unceasing.
That girl has friends now,
I bet you'd be surprised,
Who care about her.
But still she remembers,
Do you?
