I was not raised like everybody else
only raised to be me.
I have seen and felt so many things before I was ever 20
the memories dance
back and forth
and around and around we always seem to go
leaving only me behind.

I have written my name in the sands
so many times...I lost count
only to feel it wash right away,
leaving the ghost of my name to fall
to the wind.

And when they see me,
They do not know my name.
But it's all the same
to be nameless
I am just another girl
called woe.

-Prophecy

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