I like to sit here and pretend,
That I’m the strongest girl in the world,
And that’s why I’m going to act,
As if I don’t crave affection.
It’s not even the attention,
It’s just the security of some arms around me,
Because this stupid little girl,
Needs some protection.
I am not naïve,
But I am yet to learn,
The ways of the world,
And where they will lead me.
I want to go where it takes me,
But I will stride ahead,
Striving to attain some sort of clarification,
That life is going to give me what I think I want, and what I think I need.
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