My poem

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She is the quiet girl sitting in the background,

Never actually appearing

Because she wants to hide

She always kept to herself

Ever since anyone can remember,

But Every time they look at her they See a smile on her cracked lips and she seems fine.

But behind closed doors

She breaks down,

She screams, She cries

She wishes she would just die.

You don't know that you are the reason because nobody

Knows there is even a reason needed.

She Hides it so well

People noticed a little but as time went by and she grew older

So did her depression

She doesn't want anyone to help because there is nothing they can do but postpone her death that they never saw coming.

She doesn't care of the outcome of every thing she knows

That deep down people would like to see her go

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