via Misunderstood
Misunderstood
A part of her will never be the same
The space between her and nothingness shorter it became
No one made her feel right
Reached out tried as she might
Emotions’ raw from being black and blue
Gnawing away on her well-being too
Even she knows to Clutch onto what is right
She knows she’ll never be alright
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