• She sat and watched She envyed and watched
    She goes by many names
    Call her Deciet
    It was an name
    It ment alot to her
    She wasn't hated
    She just went unnoticed
    She is quiet
    She has no one in her life
    No one who cares
    She did at one point
    When you said those things about her
    Behind her back
    She cried
    When ever she looked at her scars
    They screamed hate to her
    They reminded her of you.