This Was Written About Me From a Friend
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She walks among them,
Dressed in black,
But she is not a part of them.
She walks her own dark path,
Seeing no light through eyes that have seen to much darkness.
So young, yet no hope is left.
They wonder what could have caused such pain,who was the one that broke her?
She won't say and they have forgotten how to ask.
Once her arms reached out for help, but were pushed aside.
They were to busy with their lives to help.
Once her eyes cried for understanding, but they did not see the tears.
Now she didn't fit in their world and was causing trouble.
They must do something to help her change.
Arrogant fools....she needed no help now, they did.
They always had!