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As I look at you, a sense of sadness enters my mind. You look so full of despair. Watching you through my eyes, wondering what kind of thoughts, hopes, dreams you might care to share.
I am your friend. I hope you understand ~ whatever fears or worries you may have, I want to help you in whatever way I can.
Why do you hate yourself so? Hiding inside yourself; Where is the girl I used to know?
If only you had enough courage to love yourself as you should; I know the feeling of loneliness ~ I wish to help you, if only I could.
For the girl that I am looking at ~ the girl so full of despair; The one who seems to hate herself so much; thinking that nobody seems to care.
For the girl that I am looking at, the girl I tend to see ~ is nothing but a true reflected image ~ An image I call me. ~ Jennifer Pierce ~ |
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