All seemed so good, messages incoming
A place to be free, where others can see
And be alt, like me
Then Claire very keen, that's fair
Very eager for me to share
But then in a flash
My happiness crashed
Positivity dashed
Left me reeling
and now feeling
numb
how dumb
of me to not see
the flippancy
and how quickly
it can all stop
the youthful drop
those who for a second doubt
if it's all about
truth or scam
but it's clear now,
she cared not a damn
It's my own fault you see
My damned sensitivity
