Confused
Every breeze, every breath,
Made her fragile bones shiver
Waking up was always a struggle,
The thought of another day made her lips quiver
They told her it was just a phase,
Just another adolescent looking for more attention,
But look closer and you’ll see the frown under her smile,
And how can we not mention,
The scars under her sleeves,
The ...
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