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That Girl
Contributed by
justme03
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Thursday, 21st April 2005 @ 08:14:45 PM in AEST
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Today I looked in the mirror
I didn't see much there
Just a face with a pair of eyes,
a nose and a mouth.
She looks like all the others,
in this place called Earth,
but people say she is different
I just don't see it
People say she is special -
that she has a lot to offer
People say she is talented
and can do anything she
sets her mind to.
When I look at this girl
all I see is a human.
Nothing special, nothing cool.
Just a girl that seems to be in a trance.
A girl that wants to relax.
A girl that has a story to tell but. . .
the knowledge is lacked.
This girl needs help.
I can see it on her face.
But all the help she is given, she just won't take.
So . . . does she really need help?
No. . .
This girl needs a friend.
Someone on whom she can depend.
But. . . Oh! This girl is popular.
She's such a trend.
Look at all the people she can call friend!
But still . . .she feels alone.
Like something's not right. . .
She just can't sense it
Oh, not quite.
She's learning to accept it.
But that's not right.
Is she just doing this to herself, out of spite?
I wish to help her,
to set her free.
But. . . I take a closer look. . .
and
that girl. . .
is me. . .
~Kortnie~
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2005-04-21 20:14:45]
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Re: That Girl
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by edwynne on
Friday, 22nd April 2005 @ 01:20:58 PM AEST
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The mirror reflection that i detest
To see yourself, alive but a mess
smash the mirror, and it will brake
A wrist, a shard, and im at heavens gate
Wierd to think, its myself that I hate
A thief, a killer, then there's me, its fate
Heart is broken, so i'll leave it behind
Another chance? at the back of my mind
Forget it for a day or to
Heart's recovering, it's now black and blue
She's the one that keeps me here
It's the day she's gone, that I fear
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Re: That Girl
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 22nd April 2005 @ 04:43:43 PM AEST
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i like this one too. it somewhat reminded me of myself. very well written.
always your friend;
Courtney
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