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Oct 2014
Once the nerd,
who sits in a corner
and reads her troubles
away.

Was the popular girl,
talked to, played with,
flirted with.

Past being the *****.
Teased at,
flirted with sexually,
hurt looks.

Now reverting,
turning myself inside out
and letting myself be true.

Searching for answers
and myself,
comforting tired tears,
contemplating what to do with excessive unsolved problems.
Quiet. Observant.
Notices everything, good and bad,
but does nothing.
basically
Creep
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