Her World

Her World

She's lost in this world

She doesn't know her place.

She's perfectly imperfect.

Or at least she try's to be.

A cover, obsure she hid.

An act, life is her full time show.

She's not who she really is.

She's made up and make believe.

Truth be told, she doesn't know what truth is.

But lies are not fully her to explain.

She's waiting for a chance to change.

But the drastic is keeping her the same.

She's not who she shows to be.

Life is her act, he greatest show.

Her master piece, her Picasso.

She's weird, in a good way?

She shows her true colors,

On rainy sunless days.

She's a pessimist at heart, but optimist in show.

She wants to be real, but its to hard to show.

She's perfectly imperfect.

And there's no way for her to change.

She's caught in a circle,

On a cold rainy day.