She stares
With a bagpack and a ribbon in her hair
I care
But the words have never left my tongue
I'm concerned she's scared
Of how I treat myself
It makes me fear
What she will do
It was only the tip of the iceburg
What if she only knew?
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 6:42 AM UTC
She stares
With a bagpack and a ribbon in her hair
I care
But the words have never left my tongue
I'm concerned she's scared
Of how I treat myself
It makes me fear
What she will do
It was only the tip of the iceburg
What if she only knew?
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