She was never to think,
Yet she’d thought so much,
A part of her mind never touched.

She did not want,
But only wonder,
Of all the answers she could not conjure.

She slowly splintered,
Never to cry,
Until she saw with her own eye.

She never asked,
Yet she received,
A path where many may be deceived.

She freed her mind,
To roam again once more,
A reset grows replacing all before.

She now has hopes,
She never wished for,
Her time to grow is once more.