There's something very twisted in being the nice girl. She gives her best but still it is never enough. She gives all her love to someone only to realise, her love was a one way ticket.
She puts one person on top of her list but when she looked at that person's list--her name was not even there. She squinted her eyes, she tilted her head but no. Her name is not there.
She's there when everyone's weeping. She's there when everyone's screaming. She watched the world around her became vulnerable but she held strong. She can't break down. These people need her. These people need her.
But when all is well again, she is forgotten. Everyone disappears along with her spirit.
Step on her head, break her heart, leave her be, forget about her, it's okay! "She's alright," they say.
She's the nice girl you see, so it's okay.
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