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Lost Cause
You are a lost cause,
They will say.
The words like poison in my face.
A lost cause,
No point in trying to help me.
In helping me, you will only hurt yourself,
Then i will blame myself
Crying on the phone.
“A lost cause”
They will say.
Too pretty to cry,
To young to be depressed.
Too mature to be my age,
Too young to act this old.
A lost cause
Grown years after her age
They will say.
The words like poison in my face.
A lost cause,
No point in trying to help me.
In helping me, you will only hurt yourself,
Then i will blame myself
Crying on the phone.
“A lost cause”
They will say.
Too pretty to cry,
To young to be depressed.
Too mature to be my age,
Too young to act this old.
A lost cause
Grown years after her age
Published 1st Nov 2023
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