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Dear Eloise, I see you I know you might not know it but I see you I see the drop of your smile when they look away I heard the meaning of your poem when you presented it in class the scars on your arms the look that you get when your friends tell you to straighten your hair I see you look twice when you open your lunchbox squint your eyes when you raise your hand I know you hate it I know its hard I know you don't know me but I see you people don't see you a lot do they? the only see the blonde, popular, preppy I see that in a lot of people I don't see that in you though I've heard you talk to yourself about your parents their divorced I'm really sorry they argued a lot that they hit I know you think you're alone but you're not the clothes you wear too that black and white sweater you're friend told you it was ugly I wanted to tell you it was beautiful you never wore it again I know to be in the crowd you had to act a certain way but I saw you I still do in the hallway everyday I know you don't know my name maybe even my face because just like you people don't see me a lot but I see you I wonder if you see me?
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Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 10:47 PM UTC
Dear Eloise
Dear Eloise, I see you I know you might not know it but I see you I see the drop of your smile when they look away I heard the meaning of your poem when you presented it in class the scars on your arms the look that you get when your friends tell you to straighten your hair I see you look twice when you open your lunchbox squint your eyes when you raise your hand I know you hate it I know its hard I know you don't know me but I see you people don't see you a lot do they? the only see the blonde, popular, preppy I see that in a lot of people I don't see that in you though I've heard you talk to yourself about your parents their divorced I'm really sorry they argued a lot that they hit I know you think you're alone but you're not the clothes you wear too that black and white sweater you're friend told you it was ugly I wanted to tell you it was beautiful you never wore it again I know to be in the crowd you had to act a certain way but I saw you I still do in the hallway everyday I know you don't know my name maybe even my face because just like you people don't see me a lot but I see you I wonder if you see me?
Note to a popular girl the one I see something in, everyone has something in them, you just have to look to find..
#letters#popular#pain
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F/in your walls
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 10:47 PM UTC
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