to whom it concerns....

I hate to surprise you
I'm not made of stone
No one wants the girl
Who walks alone
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I'm not good at writing
I'm much more attuned
To things such as fighting

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Hitting is an invite
The physical rush calms me
Like Beethoven's Moonlight

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I'm great in a brawl
But guys never looked at me
When I passed down the hall

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Everyone seems to notice
That I'm not perfect
Like a white lotus

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I've never really been asked
Out on a date
Or to a dance

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I can't stand it when they turn
They look away and search
For the more ravishing bird

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Things aren't all great
Not copastetic at all
So I'll just have to wait

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Outside beauty I desire
But I know it is a wish
I cannot acquire

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I know I'm not pretty
I'm constantly reminded
That all I am is witty

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What you see outside
Is just a masquerade
For how much I've cried

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I'm really quite frail
But no one notices
Because I put up a veil

BOO!!!!!