Her eyes once danced 

with a worldy curiosity. 

Intrigued, never frusterated 

by each question left unanswered. 

She was accepting of all people,

and saw the world through 

her tiny rose colored glasses.

The world she lived in was the one she 

created. Filled to thr brim with joy

and laughter. 

Then she grew up. 

Hardened by heartbreak and disapointment,

she conformed to the society

she once sought to change. 

Losing all sense of wonder. 

She traded her childhood soul

for an empty shell of who she once was

and became one of us.