thunder clouds around the world chaos clashing for one girl the girl who lies and lays to wait the girl who earned each bit of hate she wrote a story in her mind let it consume her line by line long last the truth so plain and clean right through the hurt it had been seen shattered, gorgeous, right-old mess so walked along within her flesh long blind to witness parts of her which she concealed from the world truth here now, clarity blistered prayers that it shan't be those things deep down she knew were true she'd not accept in all her blue bare now, crippled, on the mend she'd found her hope — no more pretend
further investigation necessary 🧙🏻♀️