She was never subtle.
She didn't know subtle
It was always one end or the other.
One extreme to another.
A high intangible, a low unfathomable.
A fiery gleam in her eye,
A feisty reply on her lips.
She didn't even need your validation,
But you judged her anyway.
A prisoner to your rules!
A plea amidst your verdicts!
She might have lost herself to oblivion
But did she really lose her spirit?
You don't have find her.
You don't need to save her.
She can ride her high horse alone,
Just hand her the leash, she'll show you her entire world!
