I AM

The rock in a hard place.
But if the rock is broken apart you find gold.
Girl tried to get a date, but rejected.
Honor roll status diminished and finished.
In-crowd was the main goal, and she
ran from her reflection.
Guilt and pain consumed her.
Her death was a rumor.
The gold tainted.
Depression and misery was her life
Was unsure of the path that was set But now she is clear. "Know and love and yourself girl, you are the only one that can make it happen from here."
And she did.

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