The girl in your class
She's just great
She get good grades
She doesn't even study

The girl in your class
Has all you want
A bunch of friends
Who always sound funny

The girl in your class
You want to be like her
She has a great dressing sense
All boys want her

The girl in your class
Is not been looked up by anyone
When she reaches
Back home

The girl in your class
Lost all she had
She cries herself to sleep
No one hears sobs.

The girl in your class
Dresses to cover her scars
You've seen her smiling face
Not the demons inside her mask.

The girl in your class
Is just great.
Right?

~*~

I felt like crying while writing this. I didn't think about updating today but I did.

Do you think I should end this book at 50th poem?

Also some people said that they didn't get notification of previous update. If you haven't, please read the previous chapter too.