She talked and worried, fussed and whined
She laughed and joked all the time.
She did bad and stupid things
But then did things to make angels sing.
She wants to change, wants to fly,
Yet she expects others to just change and cruse by.
She hates on others for their alibis
but doesn't realize her own life is a lie.
She can't stand on her own strength
but expects others to run the length.
Nothing is good, nothing is right.
No fight is ever worth the good fight.
She has nothing to show, no pride to take.
Her words do not stand, they do no have weight.
In her wake there is nothing by hate...
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