she could have been her
the cheerful one
the loud one
the careless one
oh but life is a beast
it took her away
it tossed her side
it locked her away
she was always phased
never stood tall
Amor herself in her faith
or be cloaked in her hope
so once in a while
it broke broke from it's cage
it bared it's teeth to her
it trapped her in a corner
made her a clown
pretend to be happy
draw on a smile
dependent on crowds
to build her up
so where is that girl now?
she lies on the floor
counting the stars
counting how one after the other
they fell from her eyes
falling like bullets
and oh now she's a gun
she shoots at the beast
and though she cannot be cheerful
she cannot be loud
or even be careless
but she can stair in it's eyes
and pull the trigger
shoot at the girl she couldn't be
she brings to life the one she is now
who can stand on her own
who knows she depends on herself to
put a smile on her face.
stare back in it's face and say
damn you
you'd never take her away again.

© Dee.M💕