Who is the girl tied between two wanted lives?
She is not basic, She is not stuck up,
And she does not have everything
She could possibly want.
She sits in a classroom filled
by fluorescent lights
And crowded by desks
But it did not feel real it felt
Like a dream long forgotten.
Her labels were not verbal,
Her labels were silent.
Her labels could be felt from a distance,
The burning sensation of stares
Drilled into her back.
Who is the girl that tries to impress the wrong person?