Her fragile heart grew weary and tired.
She expected so little from the world
and when they ignored her desperate pleas(or cries)
she would generously understand them
as her heart slowly crumbled, withered.
She stood tall as if nothing was wrong
but her friends knew that everything was wrong.
She is trapped. There is no way out for her.
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It is a personal experience and I tend to write poems which has 10 syllables in each line :) I am so awesome B)
