Look at her

She’s the kind of girl to talk to but she’s not the kind of girl you’d love to talk to, far too many guys told her she was pretty or far too many good looking guys told her she was pretty and she took that to heart.

A gallery for the living, she left every boy trying to waste her time hanging; she gave out her love to someone who couldn’t love her for her, told every person like him to get on the go.

Gave up on every true belief until the enemy gave her comfort, her world is burning, mind-set collapsing and her morals turning.

She still smiles though...