She was a genius
Who was always alone She pushed everyone away before they could hurt her And if they did, she shut the door on them Forever Because no one would hurt her twice She wouldn’t let herself become victimized She exerted control until she felt like she was living in a Self-made box The sun only rose when she said Which meant that it was often sleeping Nights grew cold Because at the sign of any mistake She thought the world was over She never let go and hardly forgave Which was her weakness Because her mind was always locked into what was wrong Or what went wrong And never gave her room to try again Because she was just too damn afraid Of not liking herself And you wonder why she liked no one else
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