Many a thing
No one knows.
They follow her
Where e're she goes.
Grief and regret,
Along with pain;
They torment her
Once and again.
Never hesitating
Does all they wish
Eating all the acid
They faithfully dish.
They burn right through her
From inside to out
Never telling her
What it's all about.
Why are you doing
This to me she cries?
The hot salty tears
Pouring from her eyes.
She says she'll never
Do it again
The next time she'll try
Counting to ten
But instead she runs
And slams the black door
Cowardly complying with
Their demands once more.
What they ask
For her to do
I'm not ready to
Share with you
She asked for me
To relay her story
But to be concise
And omit the gory
She wants for me
To let you know
That who e'er you are
And where e'er you go
You don't have to be
Weak like her
You can be strong
And go much further.
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