Someone You Once Knew
When I Look In The Mirror, I Hate Myself.
I See A Shell Waiting To Come Out,
Behind Every Girl Is A Story To Be Told.
Once I Knew But Now I Know,
Will The Story Of Me Ever Be Told?
You Will Never Know,
The Story Of Me Is Bestowed.
You Used To Know Me,
Now You Forgot Me.
I'm That Girl You One Knew.
Now Your Lost And Don't Have A Clue
Lost Yourself Within Yourself
You Still Have Yourself You Just Have To Find The Inner You!!
Copyright © Samantha Loftis | Year Posted 2013
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