Niave Let me tell you a story, about a beautiful girl Feelings in distortion, niave to the world She sits there in wonder alone in her bed, Craving the image societys fed. Beauty is greedy, it's offers persuade But really perfection is one big charade. Such a breathtakig girl, holds a heartbreaking tear For love is here motive, And hate is her fear. Shes 14 years young, theres much more to know, Her teenager years More struggles to show But no words can soothe, And no help will heal Surrounded she'll be, alone will she feel.
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