Wow.  She is such a freak.
freak, is what they call me.
As if I’m not even
There is no helping her. There
She’s hopeless. Hopeless, is what I feel.
They don’t even know me.
Me? I think she should just give up.   “Give up” they tell me.
Okay…
I will always remember her.   I will...

She is gone now. Gone now,
Gone. I am gone.
Why is she gone? Gone,
Unwanted?  NO! She was because I was unwanted.
beautiful! Beautiful?
Smart! Smart?
Loved! Loved?  
I was none of these.
These, she was all of these.