She left crumbs along her trail hoping no one's left astray
She forgot just where she put them and has lost her ******* way
A savior to the people
A hazard to herself
She thought losing all her essence
Might get her trophies on her shelf
A **** for recognition but programmed to just do the right thing
She wishes she was heartless
Empathy ******* stings
But she left breadcrumbs on her trail
Hoping maybe somebody would follow
Does she crave a lover
Or is she just that ******* shallow?
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 6:21 PM UTC
She left crumbs along her trail hoping no one's left astray
She forgot just where she put them and has lost her ******* way
A savior to the people
A hazard to herself
She thought losing all her essence
Might get her trophies on her shelf
A **** for recognition but programmed to just do the right thing
She wishes she was heartless
Empathy ******* stings
But she left breadcrumbs on her trail
Hoping maybe somebody would follow
Does she crave a lover
Or is she just that ******* shallow?
And maybe all they see in the end is the mess she leaves behind her
