Too Trusting
To be
Or not to be
One can be known as a friendly person
They can act one way, but wish to be different
Realization dawns upon her; not everyone is the same as she is
Understanding why is a gift that she don't possess
Sighing to herself; it happened again
They were “too trusting”
It’s a recurring thing for her; expecting something but receiving nothing
Never did she ask for anything, Never did she hurt anyone, Never..
Gullible is her middle name, I guess she was just too trusting
This poem is about:
Me