She is sitting in her corner,
tired, bleeding, and crying.
thinking of everyone that has been lying,
people saying stuff that makes her want to do more.
She wonders what it would be like if she were not here,
no one would notice.
Because she is no one,
people dont care, one? none!
No one knows her name,
actually no one cares what her name is.
Everyone is acting the same,
Why cant they see this?
I wish i were there to help her,
but it seems im too late.
It seems as though,
she died yesterday...
