Every day she lives her life

Watching it fade away

Passing her by

Wants to feel real love

Yet can’t cope with love

She views each day

As her life slips by

It’s her mind

It’s her mind

The infectious disease spreads

You say you love her

She runs for miles

You message and talk

She feels awkward

Unsure what this is

She doesn’t realise

It is love

It is love

Instead, she finds faults

Telling herself lies

Her jaded eyes watching the world

Seeing the love

Yet unable to live

A life with love.


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