19.12.21
I've always noticed,
That newlyweds always have this innocent glow
They're so innocent,
From meeting each other, to falling in love
The innocence of finding something new together,
Of being together.
It's beautiful,
But I can only look in and admire it.
I've had my purity and innocence stripped away,
It got taken from me a long time ago,
At an age I was too young for.
I've had it taken away
Over,
And over.
So much that I now can't trust anyone,
So much that I don't know who I am anymore.
My sister's right,
I really am the damsel in distress.
The damsel with this child-like hope,
Hope of someone to save her
To save her from herself,
To save her because no matter how hard she tries,
She can't ever break free all by herself,
Because every time she goes in
She comes out with a little less of herself.
She comes out tired and changed
Knowing nothing will change.
If the times ever comes,
How will I ever trust them?
How can I trust anyone,
When everyone has hurt me,
Has betrayed me
Has abandoned me.
How can I ever love someone,
When the only love I know,
Is a mind game
A mind game that leaves me broken every time.
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