She pulled in all directions,
she wasn’t used to the loneliness
a few hours won’t hurt you
but what about tomorrow?
you have plans for tomorrow?
pretended to be strong and unbreakable
but inside, her heart broke
she wanted someone, but who was here
child, she was being a child
‘Yeah, anyway she is too immature’
The words hurt her ears, stung her ears, everything made her unhappy.
people made her unhappy.
she made herself unhappy.
she bought this onto herself.
there was no beginning and no end.
there was nothing.