Hair too short to pull far
Bangs too long to brush out of eyes
Makes for heavy communication
Under the weight of a burning mind
Halo above her head dims slowly
Struggling to keep aglow
As she walks into her future
Too lost to know
Where the exit sign is
From a beaten path of life
Where did the classroom go
That once held dreams and pride
The punch is too strong
In that red bowl there
What used to drown sober ice
Now drowns worries and cares
Pick her up at 1AM
From a night she won’t remember
I stay awake to mend the thoughts
She struggles to put together
Her hair is growing to her feet
Tangled with tears and apologies
To her body for being so reckless
As the halo fades completely
