my morals have been
compromised
by the one who seems so
promising.
I'm a fraud in a room
full of failures
acting like I passed
the test.
I just failed with flying colors.
I'm not the girl
who takes things lightly.
this heavy heart rests
in a weak chest
beneath inadequate shoulders
under a head drowning in doubts.
I didn't hold out
to be let down.
Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 9:56 PM UTC
my morals have been
compromised
by the one who seems so
promising.
I'm a fraud in a room
full of failures
acting like I passed
the test.
I just failed with flying colors.
I'm not the girl
who takes things lightly.
this heavy heart rests
in a weak chest
beneath inadequate shoulders
under a head drowning in doubts.
I didn't hold out
to be let down.
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