There was a girl,
Who liked to be on her own,
World for her was full of curl,
Every loved one left her be disowned.
She craved for freedom,
Freedom from her boundaries,
A life lived by her wisdom,
Life lived with ease.
But now she is afraid,
Afraid to lose again
Afraid to get betrayed,
Afraid to get played.
I know she is brave,
She knows how to carry her scars,
Like badges on the military suit,
And she will stand on her own.
Facing the world right in their eyes,
No matter whats the price!!
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