The End of Innocence

All of us hit this at some point in time...

The End of Innocence

Secrets, Secrets,

Lies, Lies.

She sits in her room,

and cries, and cries.

There's no more trust,

in this girls heart.

She's finally found out,

that life isn't perfect.

She lived in dreams,

as children often do.

But she crawled out,

into the world everyone knew.

Things that once were.

Happiness once known;

The truth of it all,

to her was shown. 

Her little heart,

will never trust again.

She'll never know,

a real, true friend.

No more trust,

for no more lies.

She'll sit in her room,

and cry, and cry.

The End

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