I am
I'm a daughter
hiding her depression
I'm a sister
making a good impression
I'm the girl sitting next to you
I'm your best friend
asking you to care
and hoping that for me
youll always be there
Because you see
this is me
One-and-all
all these things make me trip and fall
over the edge of the cliff that i didn't see
These things make up me
by
LostInsideposted on 02/21/2008
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