Time To Let Go....

Is There Any Hope??

Her dress twirled effortlessly, as her graceful movements enlightened the room.

Her peaceful aura kept the room light even though her dance was filled with so much feeling and intensity that even the toughest man of them all would have a tear in his eye.

The scars on her wrist showed the battles she had won but the war she is still facing.

she is true to herself, but modern society tells her that she is not important.

she asks " how can someone love one who doesn't love themselves".

With a family who doesn't see the depressed girl who hides behind a fake smile, what hope dose she have?