She;s the girl

Shes the girl everyone likes
The one that always gets by
She fakes a smile
You could tell for miles.
She colors because it reminds her of a simpler time
When things were easier.
When Love was icky
When boys had cooties
And you could cry without being judged.
When she wouldn't have to worry about the voices coming to her in her sleep
Her thoughts were small and simple
Her smiles were real.
Everyone loved her.