One lonely girl is sitting on a bench crying,
Why was she crying? you ask.
Well let me tell you about her…
She no one special really,
Well that’s what she thinks.
Her hair is never up nicely,
Her dress code isn’t fabulous.
She’s quiet and not very popular.
She's good in most of her classes…
But, you asked why she was crying,
So I’ll tell you this, She is crying because…
She feels unworthy…
She feels unwanted…
And she feels unloved.
This is why she is crying…
There are always people
Out there looking for love
Needing love, but none is given.
This is true because I am that girl
Sitting on that bench crying…
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