is it you or them?
When will you forget
all the things they've said and done?
Hey, pretty fairy child,
nothing's good enough to keep you here.
Are you ill?
Are you blue for all the things you didn't have?
Hey, pretty lonely child,
You have never been someone else's type.
Will you cry?
Will you mourn the smile you never hoped to find?
You just keep being delusional,
when magic clearly taught you
that feelings don't work
when you are so bound to the earth.
And yet, you'll never stop asking
for things which have always been utterly denied.
Why are you such a stubborn girl?
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