‘Who is she?’ - she asks herself when she looks in the mirror
Who is she now?
She closed her eyes
she misspelled the words
she was not there
She looked and looked
But nothing could she found
And anyways what was there to see
A face, a fake smile
A tiny body with some few pounds up
But somehow, her hair looked so pretty
Her shinny little eyes
Her body, her forced smile, her young face, her life
She was so wasted, she had such a mind
She had such a spirit growing inside
‘Who is she?’ She couldn’t help to ask
‘Who is she anyways, is her life mine?’
Who is she now?
She closed her eyes
she misspelled the words
she was not there
She looked and looked
But nothing could she found
And anyways what was there to see
A face, a fake smile
A tiny body with some few pounds up
But somehow, her hair looked so pretty
Her shinny little eyes
Her body, her forced smile, her young face, her life
She was so wasted, she had such a mind
She had such a spirit growing inside
‘Who is she?’ She couldn’t help to ask
‘Who is she anyways, is her life mine?’
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