Even when I’m walking on barb wire
Even when I set myself on fire
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible
Everyday I try to lock my past
Even though inside I’m such a mess
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible
-Skyler Grey
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Who is the girl standing in front of you? She is like a mirror. She tries to do the things you do, but like a mirror, it deceives you. Nothing will make you accept her. She will always be the unusual wallflower.
You make her hide for who she really is. You judge her to quickly, put her down, and ignore her.
Can we all just jump onto the wings of time? Go back and try again? Do things different?
Perhaps if she was different, more like you, would you accept her?
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