Dedicated to @mentaltraffic

With a pen glued to her hand,

she tried out a life, that she didn't quite understand;

she doesn't know her heart's quality-

like a butterfly, with wings of gold,

that will never know & live in poverty.

Then, ocean waves crashed inside her eyes

& water ran down her face;

all she needed is for someone to whisper,

"I love you and your mind of grace,".