She wasn't hurt by love, just the the thought that maybe she was loved. Not the fact that she was loved but the fiction she had thought. Not the time she grew up, but the time she was born, now regretting why it was done. She hates the world, not for what it is but for who she is in it. Not the struggles she loves, but the the power she owns. How unloving she is, that's what they thought, not knowing she was not her; she was never her.. #Inspired