Viper

I wonder what the viper listens to when she is studying so ruthlessly

I do not wish to trespass against her determination to prove everyone wrong,

But still, I will lay late at night and think

"Who is she really doing it for?"

I didn't originally notice how her fangs were blunter than when we first met

And I knew it would be a fragile subject,

Like how her last skin shed meant her scales lost their sheen and shine.

It's honestly disheartening to know such a courageous and curious mind

Is running laps around the same four rules she's always known

Too preoccupied to realise that her fangs are powerful

Her scales; beautiful

And everything everyone else is thinking; a petty and rushed disguise.

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