This girl  doesn't know what she gonna do now,
Most people don't see the hate she feels,
It is a daily feeling,
She sees her self in the mirror,
But that  is not really her,
That's not the girl she knew,
Not the little girl from four years ago,
She's been through much more than most people know,
She has felt hate through out the years,
Mostly by her hateful peers,
It got to her some of the times,
But she drowned the hate,
Almost every night,
With the liquid that the  government regulates,
When she hits the bottom of the liquid,
That she is drowning her self in,
She burns a plant to raise her soul,
To get it high above the liquid,
While she was in her own world,
People out side saw and wonder,
Said and did things that would hurt her,
When she comes back to the ground,
She won't remember it though,
This was her first year,
On the long journey,
That we all know,
The question is,
Do you,
Does she know,
What's next.