The ocean's blue, a deepness you can only seek there.

What mysteries are still undiscovered, under that beautiful forced smile?

Many deceived, many judged, many looked down upon because they seem to be like a wolf appearing so viscous and wicked.

Why do you assume, and not figure before?

An angel with a tattered wing and bruises after bruises left on her heart. All she sees is black and blue.

But she still hopes, she still dreams doesn't she?

The beginning frost of a new start, so bitter and cold.

But isn't that what fresh starts are all about?

All she sees when she closes her eyes is unwanted memories and forgotten pain.

How come the won't go away?

She sees her reflection and she buries herself in self hatred.

Isn't that what the everyone wants?
She is wrapped up in her illusions that she will never be good enough.

Isn't that all she hears?

She's like the ocean, the deepness of secrets are never ending.

She's like the wind, flying away to be free as the fall leaves do to join the chilled air.