She is a creature of soft nature
Gentle and kind
So quick to give
Even quicker to forgive
She likes peace and solitude
She likes calm and quiet
So she never complains
Or argues
Existing in the plain
She is agreeable
Malleable
Mellow
Mild
She smiles all the time
But this smile is nothing special
She is miserable
But turns the other cheek
Not able to raise her voice
Not loud enough
Not defiant
Not persistent
She dreams
Not of rebellion
Or deviance
No
Even her dreams are of harmony
Of being understood
Through the look in her eyes
The dreams they hold
Her dreams are of tranquility
Silly girl
With her head in the clouds
Dewy eyed and trustful
This world will chew you up and spit you out