The World
She saw the world through remorse filled eyes,
the world had her torn apart by their judgemental cries.
The world looked at her with hatred in their subconscious mind
when all she wanted was to press rewind.
The world had dictated her for all her life
when all she wanted was to feel the happiness of being a wife.
She searched a world wherein she wouldn't be framed
but all of her hope had been drained.
She knew she could never be happy,
the world was yet still crappy.
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