She.

A Perfectionist 

In the eyes of many. 

An injured child in her own eyes. 

Waiting for happiness 

Waiting patiently for the special one. 

But ..

How can this be when she pushes them away 

Dwelling in darkness 

With a smile that confuses the world. 

A queen to so many 

But .. 

A slave to her own soul. 

How can this be ? 

Emotions draining her beautiful soul 

Madness 

Is what is next. 

Insecurities 

Destroying what could be called prefect. 

Hopes to be loved by one

But , never noticed. 

Being strong is what she is ... 

Hoping to find all she wants on earth in death. 

Closes her eyes to dreams 

And wishes to never wake up. 

How can this be ? 

An inspiration to many 

A devil to herself