That girl
yes her.
She changed.
that same girl who used to
watch the clock, waiting for the bell to ring.
That girl wondering when it was her turn to sing.
Did she even deserve to?
Was she even worth anything?

That same girl bled thru her problems and
listened to tunes that broke her heart.
You ask her what’s wrong,
and she didn’t know where to start.
The girl whose heart raced at every interaction.
That same girl became distant and avoidant.
Despair ran through her veins
rigged carpal bones made up her identity.

All hope was gone until it wasn’t.
Until a hand lifted her wet face
dried her tears
and told it was all gonna be okay.
He spoke in such a soft manner
He became the bright light in her world of darkness
He lifted her up and showed her his plans
He told her “I have plans to prosper you”

Slowly but surely she smiled
He had her head lifted high always
He set her heart ablaze
Her life was in his hands
hands that never failed.

-Jujuu