All I Ever Heard

Dearest X,

All I ever heard was 

You're a lucky girl

You are wonderful

What a delight 

But what is luck to a girl

Who got stabbed by a sword 

His companioin word of mouth 

Held the power to presuade 

I was told "you are not loved"

Well at least anymore 

by the one I thought so highly of 

I was told I was colorful 

but not wanted in his sight

I became refundable

A size too small

I feel it all

I am wonderful

I'm a fucking delight

I don't mean to be impolite

But honey, I am no lucky girl.