She wears her heart on her sleeve
giving everyone a piece
they don't see
the pain she receives.
"She trusts too easily."
She let her walls down
trusted their words
gave her heart away
now she is left hurt.
"She trusts too easily."
A piece of her taken away
the minute she gave you a key
believing your lies
she begins to cry.
"She loves too easily."
She feels ashamed
she let you in her sacred place
way to fast
she couldn't find the breaks.
"She loves too easily."
She holds you close
wishing she could wash away the memories
a sea full of pain
she's hurting every day.
"What a shame, but she'll be okay."
© Copyright © 2024 ~ Mickiaella Dasilva
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