Tragic Slave Poem by Chloe Adele Cage

She smells of cigarettes and sex
A slave to what her heart expects
She's messed up in a tragic way
And none she love's will ever stay

The eyes of her peers are pitiful and dead
And the glares of hate just mess with her head
Forever silent and alone
Her haunted mind shall not atone

Far from herself and who she is
Curse can't break from loves first kiss
Hide's in plain sight for all to see
Put's on the show of who to be

She hates this life that's forced her hand
Lost in a world she can't understand
And no one see's the pain in her heart
Though it's clear to all she's falling apart