Girl

So as the wind blows and she remembers
Wondering why it's here; she feels so inspired
What is it about these walls???
A slave to the pen
An unyeilding craving
She ponders over what she can and can't say
Spitting in its eye, going do it anyway
Going do it her way
She'll get it all out on the table one day
See with the power of this pen
She can carve out her own ending
On purposely contradicting
Alluring, Bad Ass and God Fearing
She remembers her past
Allows the knowledge of the mistakes to help shape her path
Til death do her part
She is her own wife
Letting nothing pass by
if it will benefit the cause
Whatever the cost
Still finding her way
however, far from lost
A long way from holding back
Giving it more than 100
Every chance she get
Now quick
question is
How you goin act