Poetry

Thief

She chose to trust, something so natural turned into a hustle

She chose to hush, not to make you feel uncomfortable, not to make a fuss

You are so comfortable forgetting the part you played shaping her insecurities

You are so comfortable, pretending to live your truth, yes because you chose to drop her like that

Does he posses a soul? She can’t help to question,

Is this what I was missing out on? Questioning her advisors who seem to disappear when the fight broke out

Still hopeful, she finds refuge in the absence of external forces who swayed her away from her

Okay, she finds meaning laying beyond what the eyes can see…

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