Soliloquy

Pushing her books and hair out-of-the-way,
Advancing like it was just another day,
She looks up to see the clouds of despair meet,
Looks down to her soul that she can never cheat.

A harrowing existence brought to life by hate,
But there’s no way that she can escape her fate,
It’s written in the stars and it will come back to her,
When her eyes become moist and their voices blur.

She escapes into tranquility, if only just,
But to keep moving forward then she must,
Not willing to afford her heart of steel going to rust,
She doesn’t know that it’s now covered with dust.

They tell her that it’s not worth going after,
That dream that she saw, and all that shared laughter,
They wanted her to stop but she didn’t hear a thing,
She wanted all the glory that she could possibly bring.

She’s a manifestation of hope itself and she can’t be tamed,
And all the iron-chains and the knives cannot be blamed,
She’s chosen her way out from this hell on earth,
Chasing forgiveness and hate from the time of her birth.

They wake her up and say that the idea’s abhorrent and mad,
But she has to come to her senses to see where she is at,
The cages of love leaking blood and sorrow like they must,
She is now building her bridges, but losing their trust.