Broken Hope
I was younger
I was happy
I am happy no longer
I made a mistake
And another
and another
I knew better
but since when has that stopped me?
I fell for a boy
a year younger than I
that destroyed me
it aged me
made me careworn and older.
I was stupid
and thoughtless
thought he'd care
as I did.
I was wrong,
and I knew it,
and I've paid for that wrong.
In tears,
and in pain,
Over years since it happened,
"Next time",
I say,
"I'll be smarter,
play better"
but I've tried,
and I won't
I'll be hurt
one more time
til I break
and I fall,
and there'll be no return.
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