Cursed

She lives in places where she can hide

From scrutiny that she can't abide

Sold to other people's lies

She gave up and compromised

The hopes and dreams she held so dear

The mantel of fate she bravely wears

Telling no one of her fears

Alone at night she sheds her tears

The truth she knows cannot be spoken 

It lies within her, this festering token 

To her true self they are not open

That her ancestors' curse has been awoken

The key to her identity 

is a well-tended duality 

Not in her personality 

But in her realities

The one she lives, the other she dreams

But to her the latter has always been

The one she favored for it seemed

That everything was as she deemed

Where people did just as she said

And all the things that she did dread

Stayed in the life she really led

Her ideal life was in her head

Though all things in both lives were shared

In her real life she hardly cared

It was only in her mind she dared

But that was when she tripped the snare

Believing these thoughts were really true

She'd shown her hand and they all knew

That from her thoughts she their lives imbued

With feelings for her that she felt her due

So, when this fragile bubble burst

It left her staring at the curse

That followed her throughout her life

And stabbed her soul with a double edged knife.