The girl

I once met a girl,
A girl who was a mess.
But she had a smile on her face,
She had to look her best.

For her parents couldn't know,
The pain that she endored.
They thought she was so happy,
But her heart was O-So sore.

She seemed always alone,
Sitting in her room.
Screaming and crying all the time,
As the stereo began to boom.

She had no understanding,
Of why it turned this way.
She used to be a happy girl,
Now tears streamed down her face.

She always felt so angry,
Always in a rage.
No one ever noticed her,
It was as if she'd locked the cage..

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