She's been abandoned, br she's been abused, br in so many different ways. br Yet she wants to find love, br feels she needs a friend, br still longing for the day. br One minute she's a cruel one, br quite hard to get along with. br Then the next she's a sweet heart, br wondering what it'd be like to be kissed. br You'd see her once and she's angry, br at no one in particular. br Then, twice, and she's crying br wondering why no one likes her. br She's never been hugged, br or ever told that she's preety. br She's forced to suck it up, br and hold it all in. br Oh dear, what a pitty. br She seems to do nothing right. br Always, she feels alone. br She never goes to sleep at night, br not even happy in her own home. br No one she trusts br yet no one she hates.. br she just wants to be accepted. br It's always been this way, br so why bother, br she's just not easily adapted. br br br written by me....and..eh...a friend(andrea) br nice work on your first attempt.