Someday when the world isn’t so cold
And smiles smother her tempered heart
She’ll open her eyes to a new life
Vacating the existence of suffering

Leaving her world of hand me downs

She runs from shattered love
Expecting the collapse to destroy her
Second guessing what could have been
And not believing in second chances

Because her love is a hand me down

Soon enough she will see
The bold writing on the walls
Screaming there is more to life
If she would only open her eyes

To a life without hand me downs

But for now she will blindly walk
Wearing clothes saturated with pain
Skeptical of the love she deserves
Because her life is no more than a hand me down