Where did she go?

Look around she must be here..

Search her soul she must be there!

What did you find? 

Oh, never mind..

.....

There is a pain in her heart she seldom speaks of..

There is a ache in her soul she keeps hidden. 

There is a part of her she likes to keep buried..

There is a little sorrow that she fears will come undone.

Oh, but who cares..

.....

Where did she go? 

What has she done? 

...

They question her life and say she lived in a bubble..

Little do they know it is her world and that is the trouble.

Oh, she is a naive one..

Always wanting to be someone..

.....

Where did she go?

Paging through her life's stories..

They end up finding her greatest glories.

The letters she wrote.. The tears she shed..

One was a picture of her own head.

They sift through to understand her better..

Halfway through they begin to get bitter. 

She is a nutter..

Surprised they say "She could do so much better.."

At the end of a trying day..They give up the search..

She is too twisted for the effort they say sitting on a perch.

Once in a while in the real world they want to know..

What became of her.. Where did she go?

Peace out!
xo