She felt all alone
and couldnÂīt erase the pain.
She cried and cried all day,
and she sank in her own sorrow.
She wanted to appease her soul,
and heal her wounded heart,
but all the answers she found
only confused her more.
She lived in her own world,
which no one understood.
That was the only shelter she could find
amidst the tempests and wars.
She hid in her shadow,
and ran away from the light.
She was doomed, set up by fate,
and there was no return from the dark.
She looked at herself in the mirror
and saw something different everyday,
sometimes she hated what she saw,
sometimes she was just indifferent towards it.
She spent her whole life grieving,
and nobody seemed to care,
maybe they never noticed
that she was just a little girl.
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