Girl

Nice girl,
sweet girl,
unique girl,
different girl...
At one point in time,
those would have been compliments,
but now I wonder...

You're such a nice girl,
the boys will say.
But they don't know how to be with a nice girl.

You're such a sweet girl,
other boys will say
as they walk away.
But they only know how to make a pass
at the sweet girl.

Oh you're such a unique girl,
the ones who stop might say.
But they don't know how to tame
a unique girl.

She's a different kind of girl.
We are different,
they all say...
as they leave her crying on her bedroom floor.

The different girl,
she plucks and tucks,
pulls and squeezes
trying to be a same girl,
the wanted girl.

The different girl tries
to think before she speaks.
Nothing is as simple as it seems
for the different girl.

She wonders how two people can be so different
yet keep pushing on.
She wonders what different means
in the eye of the beholder.

She wonders if the beholder realizes
the different girl is going to disintegrate
if someone doesn't take a chance on different soon.

She wonders if he remembers being different too.