- She searches for the right one, not by sight but by sound. Listening to their personalities as she walks with her face nailed to the ground. She's the shadow of dead bird, hoping for a friend but ralizes that she's never seen nor heard. Quietly she sits on a park bench, complimenting life and its beauty, ashamed at how soceity can turn beauty into cruelty. Nevertheless, she lives strong, although confused emotions are harder to face alone. Never knowin how to stay cheerful, but has perfected being sad, living life healthy is the only reason towards god that she isnt mad. Life at home isnt any better, parents fight at the drop of a dime, and theres nothing she can do to chain storms in her life, she hate the weather. Not strong minded enough to understand, not strong enough to run away an be alone, she not a independent woman, she cant get nothin on her own. But in her mind she's always alone, even when she at home, she can laugh wit the family but still feel like she's on her own. She may not realize it, but thru god she is strong, guess she'll never see, cause she so hurt so turn to the bone.