Broken spirit is not much to admire
Rigid sides are not much to desire.
Internal loneliness brings about self hate
Deflowered mind is no way to find a mate.
Got thrown off that pesky high horse
Ended up around those with no sign of remorse.
Told to be silent and to be still
Baffled by the lack of free will.
Arranged my thoughts around those I stood beside
Ran around wondering why my heart suddenly died
No one knew of the truth behind why I cried.
Each and every word was a five degree burn
So I thought I’d mention it to whom it may concern.
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Bridget Barnes
Hi, my name is Bridget Barnes. Hoping this is a stepping stone to making my passion for writing a career.Feel free to leave a tip if you enjoy the story as much I enjoyed writing.
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