Only eightteen

She was only eighteen,

her problems not overseen.

But between danger and salvation,

There is the common misinterpertation

she needs help,

put a smile on that face.

She doesn’t want to laugh,

but to be left alone.

There is no trace of rough eloping,

No friend, lethargic to the bone.

She has a hard time coping,

Still hoping.

Struggling with being an outsider.

Caught in a web from a spider.

A friend would work miracles.

But we don’t believe in God,

listening to oracles laying the Tarot with a nod.

Make her less blue.

Remember to say hello as she stumbles besides you.

2 Comments

  1. Nice saying.
    Struggling with being an outsider.

    Caught in a web from a spider.

    A friend would work miracles.

    But we don’t belief in God,

    listening to oracles laying the Tarot with a nod.

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