Inside her soul; confusion
The optical illusion of a conclusion
Exclusions of all her delusions

Twisted is inside her once delicate soul
Suffering in silence from many years more
Keeping much to herself; never told

From a mind so unsettled
Lies to speckle the past
He loves me not; last petal tossed

On needles; where’s the pins
Broken bones but words break you w/in
There is never a time for such sin

Discard the pain & disdain
Clear the delusions; nothing to remain
Let’s start over once; again