She breaks everything she builds,
Nothing is left.
Destruction is the only way to move for her.
To see the great pretender hurting is not possible.
Weakness is the worst thing about her humanity.
She runs from it.
That’s why it kills her that she is unstable,
Too much pride.
She would rather die than call for help,
Even though she knows she needs it.
She would rather die than let you in,
She is dying…