The Unlovable Woman

there's a damning secret hidden deep within her essence the spirit does not forget she will always feel its presence refusing to be denied its taunting's always been there where can one hide from predestined despair? the shadow was so sweet veiling the truth for so long light of maturity was its defeat revealing all her qualities as wrong a woman born unlovable swaddled in loneliness never to be desirable holding hands with hopelessness so long and hard she's strived to be all that she is not but ghastly truth has arrived undoing all for which she's fought it sharpens its claws digging the depths of her mind exposing all her flaws 'til there's nothing good to find