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Perfect
Copyright, Colleen
She walks down the hall
Fake smile plastered on her face
Admiring eyes following her every move
They all want to be just like her
With her perfect family
Perfect friends
Perfect life
But they will never know
What lies beneath
Those perfect long sleeves
Of her perfect red shirt
The blood still drips down her wrist
For her last use of the hall pass
So as she walks down the hall
Fake smile plastered upon her face
Her eyes well up with tears
Because she knows
That they will never understand
That the perfect girl they see
Never really existed
And never ever will