Betrayed Benovolence
In the shadows. seemingly a traitor's disguise, A personality that bewilders the wise, Unable to ever say no, she's ensnared, By the whims of those who've accosted . No morals guide her winding way, She seeks to help, come what may, Forgetting it's not always her task, She puts her relationships at risk, a mask. Hungry for praise, her need immense, Yet the shallow accolades make no sense, Surface-level, her world's terrain, Recreating childhood wounds, the pain. She thrives in chaos, a nature untamed, Good at heart, but association's to blame, To heal those who won't heal themselves, We each have lives, on our own shelves. In this web of complexity and strife, She dances on the edge of her life, A traitor not by choice, but design, A heart too kind, in a world unrefined. Dhwnit Panjim 01/11/23