So many things left undone
So much time out of the sun
Hiding away for thirteen years
Coming to grips with all her tears
No one knows the depth of her pain
There are some who claim she's insane
But she has the receipts that she's not
Living in a place that time forgot
Being as inconspicuous as she can be
Not wanting anyone to ever see
That she's never been good enough
That her life has always been rough
And that her dreams have all died
Leaving her alone and mystified
rksmith
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You are a hard woman that has been through it. Many don’t understand. I believe you are a precious woman living in the world that has much evil about it that is changing. You are adapting the best way you know. I understand. Love this rhyme.