A young girl afraid to love
With a thoughtful mind
That flows away in the shape of a dove
Time is being given of the essence
Is what she has
A truly consideration of life’s only lesson?
It all happens for some reason
She can’t give
Any type of love especially for this season.
She can push away the negative
Trying to focus
On what’s positive, but constantly getting the ends of provocative
Her life has become shorter and shorter
The goals have been lost
Everything has been set at bay and lost to the reporter
No one actually knows her story
If her love could speak
It would only tell about the life that she had full of glory.