Hidden in the depth of abuse
A deprived soul guided her youth
Once fragile cant succumb her weakness
or one would call it
The two feet standing on concrete doesn't understand the fall of a being who can't tie their shoes
The two feet standing on concrete doesn't understand the leap of 23, the need to touch the rim with no regard of shattering glass
The small brown eyes desperate for love although given in multitudes can that ever be enough?
And still the question remains
WILL THAT INNOCENCE BE ENOUGH TO STOP?