She was fighting the demons inside,
Nobody knew,
Even the people beside.
People thought she was strong,
Not thinking of what they were doing wrong.
They went to her for fixing themselves,
Forgetting she needs fixing herself.
She was wearing mask,
Hiding herself behind.
Showing herself?
She failed at that task.
She was so pure,
Even the angels were jealous,
Even the devil cried.
She thought of herself as a bother,
hid from the world in a sweater.
Nobody could comfort her,
In her room she lied.
No one understood her,
It's not like they tried.
She still kept smiling,
Hiding all the pain inside.
Her words could cure ones pain,
But not of her own,
The dreams she had
Ended up as nightmares.
She was a gain,
But thought of herself as vain.
There were thoughts she couldn't confess,
Still it was a beautiful mess.
She made others her priority,
Again forgetting herself.
Afterall,she was a blessing to others,
But a curse to herself.
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Curse⛓️
PoetryA poem that will tell you a story about a person being their own curse🥀 I dont know what to add more without giving a spoiler😭
