She

The world has left its mark on her,
Tainted her perception,
Destroyed her psyche,
All she knows is hurt.

Society has done a number on her,
Created a shell of her,
Undermining all her abilities,
All she knows is weakness.

Family has abandoned her,
Leaving her to feel alone,
Ignorant to all her afflictions,
All she knows is seclusion.

There is one though,
Unbeknownst to her,
Observing and caring,
Doing as much from afar,
Apoplectic that despite sight,
She doesn’t see her perfect.

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