She Looked out the car window, all is gray. There is no light; storm clouds hang over her head. And rain rolls silently down her cheeks. She closes her eyes, flash backs race through her mind.
So she hoped that one day there would be a place for her.
\"I am a missing puzzle piece with no where to fit. A toy car with three wheels; a teddy bear with one eye.\"
but she is beautiful in everyway. eyes of pure gold, soft hands to holds.
So you ask, \"what?\"
The girl is you. She is in everyone of us; insecurity, self-blame.
rise above rise with out
