January 23, 2008
By Marina Vazquez, New York City, NY

She sat in class
Looking around
Knowing she's different
A lost and found
Never the same
The other girls are tiny
She's big in frame

She outcasts herself
And has very few friends
She belongs to no social group
Bad things happen
Again and again
She feels all alone
Nobody will hear
She's screaming and crying
As if she was dying

No one would help her
All alone, there she sits
Isolates herself
Life carries away
Bit by bit

No one to love her
to destroy her fears
Loosen' the good things
And people she kept near

They all turned their backs

But when they turned around
The girl was missing
And never to be found

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CUnome2 said...
on Oct. 21 2008 at 3:55 pm
Looking around her 4 walls she realizes one thing, the loneliness she creates is the solitude she believes to be there. Open her eyes to the world and she eventually will find the love and beauty that's been there all along.


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