Growing Pains

In the corner of the room
she's sitting,
with her knees bent and
her hands covering her face.

Facing so much difficulties,
she's fed up of
almost everything.

Suffering the pain silently,
was trying to be brave,but,
there was nothing to help her
Poor girl!

She was,
physically alive,
But mentally dead!

With thousands of things
running through her mind,
that no one could ever
understand her.

Oh dear god!
why do you make
a girl's life,
So pathetic and painful?

All those growing pains,
of her,
no one knows
what she's going through.
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This is my first poem and i know it may have some mistakes so please read it and feedbacks are expected. Thanks and have a great day