Frustrated, complicated, nothing makes sense
Squirming and sweating; her body seems tense
So many loud noises drumming her ears
Some may have wondered why she is still here
This story tells not of the girl who walked away
She is one so prestigious and strives on each day
One who looks past all her hopeless fears
It isn't so easy, for with it comes tears
And everyone seems fooled, by her perfect smile
Each victim to this girl's unintentional guile
Ironically she cries a bloody river and sea
Look forth for she's still trying...
