She doesn't belong here.
By looking at her face, you can see her fear.
Why has she come?
She is the gum,
under my shoe.
Pathetic ****
Why doesn't she have friends?
She's never with the latest trends.
She's an awkward little ****
Looks like shes' had too many tummy tucks.
You judge her,
but you don't know her.
You know her face and maybe her mother.
But you don't know how much she suffers.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:23 AM UTC
She doesn't belong here.
By looking at her face, you can see her fear.
Why has she come?
She is the gum,
under my shoe.
Pathetic ****
Why doesn't she have friends?
She's never with the latest trends.
She's an awkward little ****
Looks like shes' had too many tummy tucks.
You judge her,
but you don't know her.
You know her face and maybe her mother.
But you don't know how much she suffers.
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