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This girl sits across the way
I see pain and lonelyness in her tears,
She cries out but no one seems to hear her,
Millions of people around her but how many of them care?
As I see the tears fall from her face,
I see that the pain is so real,
I can feel it inside my heart
Her lonelyness is so misrable, how is it no one around her cares?
Her cries are so deafening how is it no one hears her?
I feel her uncontrolable depression,
No one around her even relizes
This poor girl,
This young adult just turned of age not long ago
Yet she has been an adult for most of her life,
She never talks anymore
No one even listens,
It's almost as if no one wants to,
I look away from her face,
The pain is too much to take,
But wait!
She has a gun!
Her pain is so strong she's ready to end this,
This poor girl
I reach out my hand to help her,
But what is this? What do I see?
This poor girl with a gun at hand is me.

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