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A Strange Girl
 
She's a strange girl

With hair as red as her glasses

And a bright smile

That could light up any room.

Her posture is as unsure as her walk

And she speaks with a lisp.

She is a strange girl

One who does not stand out

To the popular crowd.

She can geek out about anything you bring up

And draw anything you request.

Her personality is one of the greatest I've known.

It isn't fake

It isn't unoriginal

It's perfect.

Yet her peers don't see that in her.

Her classmates see what they call a 'coward.'

Because of her breakdowns

When she's under stress.

They want her to be just like them.

Unoriginal.

Overdone.

Fake.

It's sad how these people

Do not see her true beauty

Like I do.

She is a strange girl, indeed.

But I love her.

By jem564

© 2018 jem564 (All rights reserved)

 

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