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Freak She has issues, Everyone says, No matter what she does, She is a failure, She is nothing, A nobody. They call her depressed, Maybe she is, Maybe not, They won't consider, They won't look beyond the surface, She is a book, Forever judged by its cover. They call her crazy, She's not, She's insane, Muttering to herself, With empty hopes and dreams, And promises no one seems to keep. She laughs sometimes, Smiles, A pleasant facade, Though her fragile heart, Has been broken, Like the glass of a church window, Shattered by the stones, Thrown by her peers. Some say they like her, That she brightens their lives, Bu