I’ll tell you a story
About a girl I knew
She was so much fun
She was beautiful
She had a sculptured figure
Curves in all the right places
She put a smile on so many mens and women faces
She was adored
Men and women crushed on her
She was never short
Of people wanting to be with her
And she was so clever too
She had a high IQ
Possessing wisdom through and through
So why was life so cruel?
She was found one day
She had taken her life one day
It seems that though
As popular as she was
She always felt alone
That some no one understood her
And though many tried
She hid the tears she cried
Bottling up inside
Who she really was
She decided to hide
And just put on a facade.
How could we have known?
That’s hat people say
She never gave anything away
I guess that’s true
But do we really try
To find the real person that we admire inside
Or do not really hear
Maybe we don’t really listen
Maybe we avoid seeing the tears
And deaf to all her cries
Because we are too wrapped in ourselves.
fauxcroft 
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