She never gave up on the world;
She was born into hate and discontent.
She didn’t stop believing;
She doesn’t know what it means
Because nobody believed in her.
She didn’t hate anyone;
People hurt her
She had nobody
Didn’t know how to deal with it.
She isn’t wasteful;
She doesn’t know the value of things
Because she doesn’t know she is invaluable.
She isn’t weak;
She has moments
Where everything catches up to her
She gets overwhelmed
Has nobody that she thinks will understand
So she has to process it
Through a mind
That has been fed