I'm confused
Don't wanna play the victim
Nor the enemy you'll tame
I'm bruised
It's easy to be good to people
In their silly traps I often fall
My heart's been delicate all along
Their lies - in my ears I thought it's a song
Someday I'll understand
I gaslight myself like talking at the back of my hand
It's so exhausting and sad
Why tears would came rushing down my cheeks
Even though I'm mad
Rain
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HER JOURNAL
Non-FictionIt includes real life situations and events. A glimpse of HER thoughts. Contains poems, quotes and prose. A journal of a girl we'll just call Rain. Isn't it interesting to read someone's journal? She say's, "Sometimes, it's better to let a stranger...
