That girl, mature? Wise? Outstanding? Yet, for the truth, such a waste. No childhood to remember; nothing. She caught onto so much problems, clueless in love... That girl, for the first time, she tried. Tried to be, tried to choose, something that would match her superior's eyes. She gazed outside, searching for something. Her eyes filled with hope yet a dash of sorrow. Like all the people left with regrets, she thought of the "what could've been," and the "what should've been". She tried, to change something unchangeable; a nonexistent trait that run through miracles. She tried but will she fail? It depends on fate, letting time decide. What comes is 1:2, what happens is 1:2, what's chosen is what she decides. That girl, is it pain, regret, or uncertainty she feels inside? That bittersweet moment when you feel at loss, shocked yet confused. That girl, she lost her childhood.
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