

No One SawShe rips at her skin, Sick of the whitness, Sick of the fatness, Sick of the pimples, Sick of her flaws and ugliness. She cuts her skin, She crys herself to sleep, She tells her friends everything, And she see their disgust in their eyes. She hides away from everone, Keeping herself in the dark, She starves herself, Dreaming of been thin. She goes out into the sun, Trying to be brown, But ending up redder than a apple. So she goes out and buys fake tan, But ends up oranger than ever. Everyone laughs when they see her, Everyone canNo One Saw
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