too many of the letters swirled out from under her.

her destiny called for her, perhaps it was always meant to be.

the forever dealth of her friends.

go forth and create, they all say.

held by conventions, of the new year rule.

if you want to re-exisit, you must wait.

try not to feel what you must.

lie about what you do.

speak not of terrible plights.

but of rising heights.

no thought of how it would effect her mind.

do this, not that.

her deepest mates.

can you imagine that pain.

be anything but your weakest.

you were made with two ears for a reason.

words should be kept inside.

resigned to her fate.

look at her now.

tired and afraid.

have you known such a girl.

you can't call the shots.

but the choice of your actions.

have you thought of the consequences,

you know of the past, not of the future.

which you so call preach.

are you happy now?

can you see the sliver lining, above the clouds.

no longer on the ground.

they say, we'll grow.

however slow.

go.

run away.

you'll feel better when you do.

no connections, no ties.

sometimes a girl justs wishes for a simple no.

where is that way, where did it flee.

why the nevermore question of love,

but of pain.

why must you stay?

be free, free of it all.

demons whisper their secret plee.

can you feel her string.

the one puts you to her, can you feel her need for love.

can you feel?

can you?

can?

go. run away.

your business isn't welcomed here.

what of the dreams of a cotton headed lass.

what of that.