She is at a loss for words
not a common occurrence
although she is usually quiet
This time she wants to speak
Yet finds herself silent
She has done something
Her reasons for which are vague
But she is at peace
She believes
She has listed many reasons
All fractions of a whole
She is alone
She is strong
She hides her weaknesses
She knows most of them
She shakes her fists at God
when she is angry
'Come and get me' she says
She has miles to go
She cannot sleep
Demands, deadlines, delays, destiny
Responsibilities, no recreation. no relationships
She has been tried
She finds herself wanting
Struggles and situations
She has to succeed
She is an escape artist
She is a ping pong ball
A pendulum swinging back and forth
Between destiny and a dream
She lives
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