She has eyes in the back of her head she said,
but she always had her back to a wall.
She said its always better to be looking behind you,
So you're always looking up when you fall.

She was beautifully optimistic,
in a pessimistic sort of way.
She would wander the city aimlessly,
To keep all of her thoughts at bay.

She always just kept moving,
until the day she just gave up.
She had 19 years behind her,
That hit hard when they caught up.

She always wanted to be buried in the ocean,
So it wasn't hard to take that leap.
Now the gentle waves keep her moving,
So She can finally get some sleep.