Always rejected,
never accepted.

Most of the time alone..

For it always has been hard to find someone,
even just to roam around inside the mall,

She is not beautiful,

not rich nor successful.

The one who gets used and abused,

she is that girl,

the one who loves,

love so true..

but never gets it back in return,

for her honesty,
she earn falsehood from them,

still she love,
for that is who she is,
loving is her way of living,

always lonely,
seldom gets happy.

she is that girl,

The one that is not famous or popular,

She sings,
she dances but only in her home.

Growing up,

God is her guardian and Jesus her bestfriend.

Her comfort and companion,
are those writings and drawings that she always does,

Yes, She is that girl,

the one that always does not belong..