She was hurt again
Used again
Opened up again
Yet she would still do it again
She helps everyone in need
She puts them first
Herself is always second
No one knows why she does it
Not even she
Maybe it helps her too
Maybe she likes the pain
Maybe her heart is made of gold
Maybe she's too blind to see the world slowly killing her
She was hurt again
Used again
Opened up again
Yet she would still do it again
