Poems From A Thought-Filled Girl

Her

The world is like a galaxy to her

The Stars her lamp

She walks among wildlife

As one of their own

She has her fears

Her doubts

Her hopes

Dreams.

The world is like a prison to her

Binds her

Makes her feel small

Reminds her at she is alone

With no shoulder to cry on.

The world is like a canvas for her

She paints it

Fills it with her hopes

Dreams

Fears.

The world is her world

Where she is reminded

Of what life means.

Who is she?

Why, she's me.

The world is my canvas.

And I will paint it

With the good

And the bad

I will paint my white-walled prison

With the story of my life.