Left Behind

Scarlet lettered blouse
Right from the start
She knelt as she was told
Yet she stayed for her heart

But it kept beating to a drum
Of her own making
A rhythm born of will
And not one made of faking

Yet they tried to chart her path
The one led by the lemmings
Of course, her footsteps strayed
For, inside her roots were stemming

Yearning for full bloom
And reaching for the sun
As her footsteps were more deliberate
She finally broke out in a run

Never looking back
Her journey has been hard
She’s left with many scars
But she’s left behind her guard

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