13
I'm broken
Like a porcelain doll
Her straight A's shattered
Along with her perfect image
Society
Has always called me odd
And now there's a reason
But apparently it's not valid
Because for 13 years
I kept strong
But 13 years wasn't enough
Not for them
And not for me either really
My messy hair cut short
My makeup unblended
And my tears refusing to fall
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