The new girl.
Walking through the halls, looking at people you think you know, but you just hit the surface. People are instead talking about YOU behind YOUR back.
The new girl.
People around her, some she just met, treating her like a friend. Inside jokes she wouldn't know.
Not knowing who to talk to.
Forever and always -
The new girl.
The new girl.
People start to see her as annoying, but she's just reaching out for people to talk to.
Feels like you're in a pool of quick sand drowning, people watching, but not helping.
All of a sudden your friends, you thought you knew, ignore you.
All alone.
Drowning.
Now she will always be known as -
The new girl.
The new girl.
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