Despite the words said to her,
Every kindness, every desire for her, felt fake.
She couldn’t see what they saw.
Inside, she was rotting away.
Really, who could desire her?
Everyone!
Despite the words said to her,
Every kindness, every desire for her, felt fake.
She couldn’t see what they saw.
Inside, she was rotting away.
Really, who could desire her?
Everyone!
reflections of an unquiet mind 