Nov 2014
I know a girl
Who sits behind a computer screen
Wondering if she's worth something
I know a girl
Who stares into space trying to think of reasons
Why people should care if she fades like the seasons
I know a girl
Who is broken more than she can comprehend
Who cuts and scars more when she tries to mend
I am a girl
Who could just cry -- I could just cry
When I see that maybe my words matter
Maybe there are people who like what I write
Who sits behind a computer screen
Wondering if she's worth something
I know a girl
Who stares into space trying to think of reasons
Why people should care if she fades like the seasons
I know a girl
Who is broken more than she can comprehend
Who cuts and scars more when she tries to mend
I am a girl
Who could just cry -- I could just cry
When I see that maybe my words matter
Maybe there are people who like what I write
(Yes, the last stanza doesn't rhyme...
what do you want from me?)
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Thank you all so much.
You know not what you mean to me.
what do you want from me?)
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Thank you all so much.
You know not what you mean to me.
