She gave away the compliments she wanted to hear, she gave away the advices she wanted to get, she said the words she craved to hear.. but never did. that's who she was, a girl, one broken girl, she wasn't the prettiest, smartest or funniest, she was just one other girl. she was the girl who silently cried for help from the moment she opened her eyes to when she finally decided to go to sleep, she craved help, she craved someone, someone who'd listen to all of her stories, someone who'd help her no matter with what, someone who'll be fully on her side, no matter how hard she wanted that, she knew she had to open up to someone, really and truly open up- she wasn't ready. yes she is that girl who'd except the help but not ask for it.
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Who is that girl in the mirror?
PoetryThis is not just one story about a girl dealing with none realistic problems that just come and go, a book that you'll finish just once and never pick up again, no- this is a book with a mental health awareness as a girl writes about all of her stru...
