she walks through the streets with the deliberate perception that today is yet untouched... giving others false reason to consider more than the truth hidden deep inside... her words flow with wisdom and impudence allowing others to gain the subtle pleasure of moments to come... making her own day blinded by unimportant issues.... poised with strength she stands only holding on to a piece of thread.... her feet with no actual ground bringing animosity and sadness to that of a heart which is too exhausted.... days bringing her heartache and pain causing hopes and thoughts to tarnish with time... whispering the words 'why me???' she has yet to discover the growth she will someday soon hold over those around her...

she looks
she smiles,
she speaks