How many times have you asked yourself , why?
Could you look the other way and seem like everything is now okay ?
Trying to forget .
Too many questions still unanswered .
You find yourself dreaming , because it is how you get by.
Pretty girl , girl unknown .
You try to save yourself by being that girl.
The girl you never were to be .
Anxiety riddles you , still you took that walk .
The sun is out , but it is still too cold to you.
Look the other way once again .
A ray of light , to help you see.
That it is not all that you thought it to be .
Trying to fit in , is harder than it seems .
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