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Girls Like Her

Pieces of my mirror crash to the floor As I throw it against my bedroom door I’m sick of seeing what I see I know that other girl just can’t be me She looks so ugly I’m not surprised To see the loneliness swimming in her eyes That girl just doesn’t know when to quit And quite frankly I’m getting sick of it From head to toe she’s just a mess To lock her away would be for the best I really don’t think anyone would care If she went to her room and just stayed in there For girls like her there is no hope Just trying to find different ways to cope Girls like her don’t get the cute guy No matter how hard they try and try Girls like her grow old and alone Never will there be a child in her home She’ll die one day but no one will care They’ll just put her in the ground and leave her there No one to bury her in a proper grave Just think of all the money that they’ll save With a nameless headstone and a coffin made of wood Won’t even use nails though they know they should Girls like her have no future ahead Girls like her know their better off dead As tears fill my eyes so thick I can hardly see I realize that the girl in the mirror really is me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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