Underneath all her clothes
is a girl no one knows.
As she's walking down the hall
even if she may fall
no one ever says hello
as she falls to the floor below.
Even though she's pretty
her self esteem is itty bitty.
She used to have a lot of friends
but they left her becuase no one comprehends
just how special this girl is.
She fears she will be a Miss
and never will become a Mrs.
She never has kisses like all the other girls do.
No one knows the hard times she goes through.
Because underneath all her clothes
is a tourtured soul no one knows.
 
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