There she sat, on the slide
looking for a place to hide

an adult among children at play
yet a child around grownups she'd stay.

She felt very often sad
and most of the time just mad

at the world and everyone
she couldn't remember when happiness had gone.

She wanted to do so much
conquer the world and such

her diary full of imagination
searching for some sort of salvation.

Confused and scared around boys
they were mainly just a lot of noise

a refuge in books she would find
allowing her to leave the world behind.

There she sat on the slide
Remembering the tears she'd cried

when she was just a young girl
trying hard to find her whirl