A/n: when I say foreigners I mean people that feel ashamed about themselves or low self-esteem people.Not people from a different country (just so ya know)
Blue skies
Diamond eyes
Rip tides
And ocean waves
Her hair is silk
Skin the color of dull ivory
Brown eyes
Dark blue hair
She covers her face in shame
She isn't the same
As the rest,
Her heart hidden deep in her chest
Nobody could hurt you if you hid your heart under your bed
The world was broken but
So was she
Orion hidden in her small form
All it takes is one hard blow
And there she'll go
And fade away
Into the darkness of sarcasm and bitterness
Her eyes turn from their murky brown to a crimson red
Evil and hate all in one
You ruined her
You ruined everything for her
And now she turned on you
The world isn't a nice place to us foreigners
We are normal but so different
Orion a normal girl
But ruined because of what you said
Ocean blue
Ruined too
Is the reason I'm gone...
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