Green Backpack

There's a girl With a green backpack And she's invisible But nobody thinks to ask How she's doing How she's doing There's a girl With black in her hair But the dye is fading And nobody seems to care If she's losing If she's losing And there's a girl With the coolest friends They're smoking round the back of school Just praying for the end And I've seen it But I don't believe it And there's a girl With these shitty clothes She's got a shitty feeling And tears running down her nose Wish I could help her But I don't know her There's a girl Who used to be here But I'm moving now And I haven't seen her since last year Wish I'd spoken to her But if I had Maybe she'd be something else Something other than what I was Imagining myself Maybe I would hate her Maybe I would hate her But now I'll never know 'Cause it's too late for sure Perhaps it's better that way Maybe I didn't wanna know her after all