There she is, in her own puddle
Cryin her heart
like theres no tomorrow
In her own shell that is hallow
she thought everything was in dire
Like everything is on fire.
Shes lost
Thats what I see
Looking at her going
Back and forth
Left and Right
Everything around her
Seemed like
Black and White
And she lost the will to fight.
But she has no clue
That in her chaos
She's beautiful and true
Truly she is.
A beautiful mess
A wonderful train wreck
The prettiest eyesore
And the loveliest sight for me.