She has rised and she has fallen
She has loved and she has lost
Who is she?
She is a memory, ignored but never forgotten
She is a razor blade full of hope but yet full of pain
She is a young girl who enjoys looking out her window starring at the rain;
for that is the only time she becomes sane - letting all her feelings and emotions drain
She is a lonely moon in a sky full of stars;
hidden by the pain and stories of scars
She is a caterpillar stuck in a cocoon, waiting for her time to bloom;
she does not want to resume a life of such gloom
She is a broken heart longing to be fixed, for she doesn't want to be in a world full of mixed
hatred and sorrow...she hopes for a better tomorrow
All she really is, is a confused young girl wanting to be as important as that beautiful pink pearl
She hopes for the best which revolves in distress;
which causes her to feel like she is less...
Over it all she knows deep down that she is blessed and will one day find her way to the road of success.
She is me.
