Who Am I

Who am I?
I am the girl without a face
a girl without a name,
The girl who can stand up for anyone
but not stand up for herself.
I am the girl who gets picked on
the girl that’s pushed around.
I’m the easiest to cry
the easiest to get mad,
but if you lose trust in me,
it’s hard to earn it back.
I may feel like I don’t belong
I ma feel broken down,
but all I really need
is someone to be around.
I hope I get to show you
how friendly I can be,
but who am I?
You tell me.