Is all in her eyes...

In many ways she is different,

and so a monster was created,

many strangers walking in and out,

and still it hurts,

music tame her temper,

and so demonds take over 

every time,

all the time,

and so is a vicious cycle,

is all in her eyes,

did you notice?

silence shouts truthful message,

take notes,

perhaps LISTEN!!

nothing more important she 

has said,

she cures bother some thoughts

with that clear liquor,

that ease thoughts,

and so she can put it together

as is some sort of puzzle

that she always try to solve,

it rain over her everyday,

she hides all the time,

but for how long can she hide?

the moon and stars she cherish,

but predictions and her addictions

sit apart, enough to acknowledge

what is the answer,

quitetly she goes, 

going and going

without stoping,

as she exhaust her bare feet,

cut open,

just like her heart,

nothing more hurtful,

then not moving foward,

life is too short,

to stop and collapse,

no time to think,

no time for sorry,

no time to stop and re do it all over again,

there once upon a time,

something to say when things were at ease,

and so those days are over,

and so she fight the world,

and this war is endless,

because she dont seem to end it,

she feels like the world is 

against her,

and so as time pass along,

she realize is herself

that goes againt herself,

over all is not adjusting,

is not the getting use to it,

is not to take responsibility for,

is all about undesrtanding,

is all about learning,

and add it to what comes next,

and so the new gets old,

and so some poor people get rich,

is all about the goals that you set in life,

showing determination,
for life is not easy,
for light weight people get waisted faster,

Is a challenge,
and so is a mission,
and so she makes it productive,
meaningful,
because standing strong is what makes her....