whenever the day came to an end,
you'd always refuse to stay,
saying you're busy, no time to spend,
but you'd never go away.
you'd always refuse to stay,
no matter what joys awaited you,
but you'd never go away,
until she came and berated you.
no matter what joys awaited you,
you preferred to be with her,
until she came and berated you,
you stayed with us to confer.
you preferred to be with her,
you thought of us as lesser,
you stayed with us to confer,
when she became the stressor.
you dodged our questions of her,
saying you're busy, no time to spend,
you'd always stop that deter,
whenever the day came to an end.
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SOFTIE
Poetrysure, my heart is fragile, but my mind is strong. sure, I talk quietly, but I will stand for what I think is right. sure, I'm a softie, but there's bravery in being soft.
