Wrapped in a body
Inadequate for the mind
possessed
To all those outside the confines
She is a warrior absolutely possessed
With mind warped obsessions
In conquering and possessing
Not only the bodies but also the spirits
Never reaching Nirvana but always getting so near it

Then back in the confines
Safely behind the walls
Of her private hell as well
As her unshielded body lay
Faded by the loss of strength and Fortified by that armor that she wears in public
Is simply a facade that allows her to be a god
Without ever letting anyone know... No one must know... No one must ever know

Wrapped in a body inadequate for the mind possessed