Though she does in fact exist.
She sits alone in the school cafeteria
Though this is definitely nothing new.
Tears stream down her face,
Yet no one seems to notice,
No one seems to care,
Because this girl is an outcast,
She doesn't fit in.
People tease and taunt her.
It's as though it may never come to an end.
All she's ever really wanted is someone to call a friend.
Someone who will not judge her,
Based on their first glance.
This girl's name is Kelly.
This girl is in fact me, myself, and I.
Written by: Kelly Czarnecki, 9/97.
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