I'd go back in time, save her from down under.

Lift her up, change her views.

I look at her now: scars intact,

blue eyes faded,

hair lackluster,

faith defeated.

I'd go back and give her kind words.

I'd lift her up, highlight her smarts.

I look at her now,

child-like and silly.

If I could go back or maybe in the next mill-en-i-um,

I'd make sure she was safe,

wherever she landed.

I'd battle her demons.

I'd give her my soul.

I look at her now...