Her
I see her walking down the hall
With her perfect hair and face
She's got everyone under her spell, it makes me bawl
As I will never be in her place
Or have all of her grace
My feelings have become a blur
Of how I'll never be her
I try to change it
Try to find the cure
But now I just need to quit
-Megan
Copyright © Megan L | Year Posted 2016
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