She is no doubt a strange kind
One of the best you'll ever find
You might think what I speak is odd,
but do me a favor and just nod.
I know for certain you can see
her pure soul is caged, not free.
My wish alone is to open her eyes
past through all the impudent lies.
Such unfathomable love, she can but give
but there are none brave enough to receive
the gift and the curse stored in her heart
Fools and cowards, they all depart.
Frustrated, lonely, she turns upon herself.
Uttering hatred and envy, she's locked in a shelf.
Fighting a war within wars,
everything she once was, kept in bars.
An ugly face, imperfect hair
She can't s