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

Bad information.


Forgive her.