Why Must Girls

Why must girls like me be taken advantage of?

Why must girls be like me who aren’t able to say no?

Why must girls like me have to be so sweet?

Why can’t we just focus on ourselves, and not others?

Why can’t we be content with our happiness, instead of others?

Why aren’t we able to see the loneliness in our eyes, and in our hearts?

Instead all we do is deny our own feelings

And go on with life

Not picturing how it affects us,

How it makes us feel,

And how we end up lost in the sea

Searching for the paddle to bring us back to shore

Why do we do this to ourselves?

Why must girls end up like me?


The End

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