Adriana's Poetry: A collection

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Out of control,

She's out of control,

Taking it out on the wrong people,

Pushing away the right people.

Broken,

She's broken but she hates to admit it,

She hates to admit the fact that she needs saving

Because she doesn't want to feel weaker than she already feels.

Cold,

She's cold and distant now,

Not like how she used to be,

A cheerful and outgoing lady long gone.