That girl, she's trying. Trying to fit in, being someone she's not. She's changing...who she is and what she is. That girl, what does she hide? Forced to do what she doesn't love, becoming someone who isn't what used to be... That girl, not the bravest one, not the most fascinated yet she has that naive happiness; how long will it last? Life for her is nothing sorrow, nothing cruel-- just simple. Simplicity of course, that's all she'll ever need, for now. That girl, a liar I suppose. She lied to get away, lied for the approvals of the crowd. Will she ever know, how that life of hers will end? That girl, that girl's too naive. For the good yet for the worst, she'd lived it because she chose to.
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