A young girl afraid to love

With a thoughtful mind

That flows away in the shape of a dove

Time is being given of the essence

Is what she has

A truly consideration of life’s only lesson?

It all happens for some reason

She can’t give

Any type of love especially for this season.

She can push away the negative

Trying to focus

On what’s positive, but constantly getting the ends of provocative

Her life has become shorter and shorter

The goals have been lost

Everything has been set at bay and lost to the reporter

No one actually knows her story

If her love could speak

It would only tell about the life that she had full of glory.