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She Tries.
She wakes up so early,
and it isn't by choice.
Some nights she gets nightmares,
and she hears a voice.
Some mornings she sleeps late,
but she has always tried....
Tried to be what they wanted,
she tried to change her insides.
Normal girls dont live like that,
with such a peculiar past.
Moving around, to see the snow,
but knowing the snow wouldn't last.
She tried to change her memories,
wishing someone would want her.
She put on makeup like everyone else,
so boys wouldn't dog her.
I know she's a dreamer,
but sometimes she's pragmatic.
I know she listens to Green Day,
but hides CDs in the attic.
Up in the attic,
where she's hidden herself....
Her pictures, her music,
because the rest of the world is hell.
She tries so hard,
for the world to accept....
I know they won't get her,
that's my honest regret.
and it isn't by choice.
Some nights she gets nightmares,
and she hears a voice.
Some mornings she sleeps late,
but she has always tried....
Tried to be what they wanted,
she tried to change her insides.
Normal girls dont live like that,
with such a peculiar past.
Moving around, to see the snow,
but knowing the snow wouldn't last.
She tried to change her memories,
wishing someone would want her.
She put on makeup like everyone else,
so boys wouldn't dog her.
I know she's a dreamer,
but sometimes she's pragmatic.
I know she listens to Green Day,
but hides CDs in the attic.
Up in the attic,
where she's hidden herself....
Her pictures, her music,
because the rest of the world is hell.
She tries so hard,
for the world to accept....
I know they won't get her,
that's my honest regret.
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