Too Trusting

Sun, 10/27/2024 - 13:38 -- 33

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

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