Hey do you see her?
Well she’s there and no one knows
Way down a flower shall grow
Well this girl she’s fragile
She’s different
Used to living in a darkroom
She’s blind but she can see
She’s so cold but hot as a summer day
She’s dark but somehow a light shines bright
Taken advantage of you can say
She has a Band-Aid façade I consider it
But while I’m in consideration
She’s putting together a characterization
Of beauty and life
She has people but she is alone
She is strong but she is broken
Many want to define her as something she’s not
They want to see her fail
Slowly sit and rot
As she turns to the world with that fake smile
It convinces the haters that she is living
Many think that she is greatness
She thinks otherwise
Time is the only thing that never failed her
Thoughts are scattered
Though she may not know of her full potential
Temporary residential
Temporary forever
No permanent decisions whatsoever
Known as the undefined girl to whomever…