Her fingers are long and thin
Hips jut out, skin stretched around the bone
Cheeks are sunken
Eyes are glazed
Hair has lost its sheen
You would think she was a ghost
Faded away into a pile of bones
Her smile, though, is so wide
She is hope
She is more than her body
Her mind is most certainly lost
Her spirit is glowing
Body is fading
She might disappear
When she goes she is going all the way
She refuses to return
Reincarnation is overrated
This soul needs rest