Her life seems infinite;
Like it will never end.
In this Urban city,
Where no one is her friend.
Music is her only escape;
She listens to it day by day.
The love of darkness is
Making it clearer.
She looks into the
Broken mirror,
Trying to figure out,
Where she went wrong,
It all comes back to her
Beautiful song.
She has to adapt to
These broken streets,
To get along even though
She is so weak.
The convergence of
Mirror and life,
Fading away from her grasp.
She always knew it couldn't...
Even...
Last.
~Shawnee Weber
