The Girl You See But Don'T Care About
The girl that you see at school, the one they call emo.
She's quiet because she's scared to talk.
When she loses it, she gets called psycho.
She has issues and nobody notices.
Nobody cares.
She listens to music because it helps her escape reality.
When she's forced to talk in front of multiple people she stutters, repeats herself, gets distracted, and forgets what she's saying. This only makes them laugh.
Usually she wants to be alone but sometimes she needs someone.
People talk to her because she listens and doesn't interrupt.
She can't talk to others without them criticizing her, interrupting her, calling her a liar, saying she doesn't have the issues that she DOES have.
If you see her with both earbuds in, she's probably contemplating suicide.
The one time she gets help, they cancel her appointment two hours before.
You call her emo, psycho.
That's just making her worse.
The her in this is me.
I might say goodbye, but I might also say I hope you're happy.
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