Stories of life, forced to my ears
Misfits and lies, spoken through tears
Like many before she’ll get her revenge
Of the boys who moved on and left her for dead

Come together with myself
She suddenly says
Life so scary all of this
I look away

So many have tried, too many have stayed
Cursed by her pride, poison not seen
And mother looks out, defending her life
So guilty inside, from what she has not seen

Words are spoken and misplaced
Wasting the time
She so broken and displaced
Reason no rhyme

She may not get to heaven
But maybe she is too great
Story of anyone

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