The girl who hates pink has rambling eyes
trying to think of the next hurtful scheme
She thrives on deceit
So smart
Always planning
Anger filling her
Bursting with hurt
Lying inside of herself
Wishing it would all go away
In the dark so unnoticed
So lonely.
But behind the big brown deer eyes of the girl who hates pink is a child A little girl who trusted
But was betrayed
By an adult she trusted so much
She wants attention but lashes out at those her love her most
Little by little she chips away at the high thick stonewall she has build Surely it will take a lifetime
Will the trust ever come again?
