and oh how the wind crashes and the waves hit her heart. they leave it cold and worn on the outside. yet in the inside she can keep a small fire going. she can stand and take all the abuse she has to and yet still remains positive. she can make rain clouds disappear but not her own storm. she is amazing and strong and the world keeps pushing down. she keeps her mind free yet filled with the worst. she looks for the light knowing she will only find darkness. she wants so deeply to see the truth and every time she sees whats there something fake is shoved down her throat.

oh the world is cold and hard. all like the mocking mirror she looks into. she looks for the smile and she finds the shadow. she looks for the life but yet finds empty space. her tears hit the floor and form a new surface for her to look at. that's where she can see the unkempt hate she had. the hate for the reflection she saw in the mocking mirror. no longer would see look at the space and see joy for all was on her level. She would then on look to the stars and the moon, for they are above her and they can shine in the darkness.