The Thunderstorm Cannot Break Me

They say the odds of being struck by lightning twice are in the millions,

but it seems like lightning keeps finding me just fine;

in the bedroom of a boy I thought I knew,

in the arms of a man I thought I could trust,

in my own bedroom where I once felt safe.

Everywhere I go, when I least expect it, lightning is always striking me.

You’d think by now it’d realize I am indestructible.

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