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Apr 2016
Just another helpless,
desperate girl,
wanting your attention.

She says what she needs,
to get to you,
to make you care.

That's what you think,
because she smiles a lot,
because she laughs and seems to be happy.

You think she is faking it,
that she is using you to get somewhere,
that she doesn't actually care about what you two talk about.

Just another helpless,
desperate girl,
wanting your attention.

Wrong,
a girl,
yes.

But desperate,
for you,
no.

Desperate,
for help,
but no helpless.

She just need someone to listen,
someone who cares about her,
someone who can understand her demons.

She is cold,
on the inside,
every night.

She barely sleeps,
eats,
because she is scared.

But to you,
it's all an act,
to use you.

You don't really want to be her friend,
because you think of the worst,
when really all she needs is a friend.

She worries every night,
if befriending you was a bad idea,
but she knows that in the end she can trust you.

But to you,
it's all fake,
she doesn't have any demons.

How can she,
she is happy,
always laughing

Wear nice,
bright clothes,
and always having a good time.

But for her,
it's all an act,
to hide how she really feels and to hide what's going on in the inside.

But all you thinks she is,
in the end,
is.

Just another helpless,
desperate girl,
wanting your attention.
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All i needed was someone to listen, to care.
But you were to caught up in the over-thinking part to actually care.
To care that i needed you.
Anyway, if you really care, my demons are worse then ever.
And all i want is you to be there, just to be there is enough for me.

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summer
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summer  16/F
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