Black high heels
Powerful steps down the street
The ground's not interesting anymore
Blinded by colors I've never seen before
I did just fine
Was brave through all my fights
While they were attacking me with swords
Annoyed them that all I did was ignore
Whatever rain was pouring down on me
I stood tall and showed my petals proudly
But when his voice shouts like lightning
And goosebumps erupt my skin
I realize how small I am
Can't reach out from his hell
It's moments like this
When all I can feel
Is that it's such a cruel world
And I'm still just a little girl
2021.08.24.
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