Her Name Is Rose
Her name is Rose
Just a simple American girl on the outside
You see her smile but it's not real
No one likes her and she knows
Always getting eyed
She hopes to heal
She has to stay in the lows
Suicide she has tried
Cutting is all she feels
She's like a ghost
Walking like she has already died
Everything about her is so unreal
Her life she is trying to throw
Saying "I'm fine" she has lied
Money she has to steal
Her mind has finally froze
Her cuts she has to hide
Everyday is like a wheel
Her name is Rose
She's not a simple american girl on the outside
Everything about her is not real
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