Frightened by an inability to accept her situation, she gazes, aimlessly
Held back from the life she desires, suffering self-inflicted imprisonment
Thinking of her past, expectant of her future, stuck in her present
Unhappy, sometimes miserable, but more often than not, alone
Family, not too distant, though not always present, her only outlet
Wishing for freedom, adventure and company, just to set her free

Words that flow freely from a mind that reeks of intelligence
Uttering boldly, the mistakes of a past, now long gone
Boldly presenting a case for non-existence, quickly brushed aside by tears
Serving up conversation along with hope and some kind of desire
Following her incredible thirst for life, with a look that says, help
Knowing that one day her luck will change, spurred on by chances she has to accept