I look around
Trying to find a friendly face in the crowd
They're all waiting
Waiting for me to fail
I used to have a peaceful life
PLaying in the woods
With a few friends of mine
Vowed we'd be sisters forever
Though we knew society wouldn't allow
I look around
I need a friendly face
Gotta go face the judges
Time to pay for my crimes
Of just being me
No longer a child
Not wanting to conform
Now I gotta keep my eyes open
Waiting for the fall out
Instead
There's whispers behind my back
Which is worse?
I need a friendly face
My friends have conformed
Now I'm alone
Eyes open all the time
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Sad and reaching, Things do get better, Bless you my dear,,,,