She looks around the room,
Humming her favorite song.
Everyone hates her,
Yet I long to be her friend.
It looks like we share some things in common,
Or at least that is what I was told.
I see her crying in the bathroom,
Wondering why no one likes her.
She looks around the cafeteria.
Maybe I'll aske her to eat with me.
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the last line it should be ask not aske but a very nice poem

