She was never perfect like the others.
They would laugh at her and call her names.
She would sit there
and ignore the pain like it didn't bother her,
but on the inside she was crying.
Never showing a single emotion.
She would carry on her day,
but every day the pain got worse.
So she decided it was time to end it.

staring down at the crystal blue water,
She sat on her favorite bridge.
Her tears glistening in the moonlight,
wiping her tears,
she smiled,
She closed her eyes,
and all the pain vanished along with her body.
She was never seen again.
And most went on with their lives as if she never existed.

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