Her Personal Struggle Poem by Lloyd Cresci

I know a girl with a heart divided,
And she knows just what she needs.
Then she has yet another thought,
And on that, her confusion feeds.
I love this girl and I hope she survives,
Her personal living hell.
But there is little chance of her thriving,
And coming out of it well
I hope she won't end up being broken,
And wishing she'd never learned,
Of all that makes her life complicated,
And for all which she now yearns.
I hope the choice she makes is wise,
I hope it works well for her sake.
I hope she chooses the path that for her,
Is the best that she can take.
Again, I would love to see her smile,
It fills this whole world with light,
It also fills my heart with joy,
And makes the darkest room seem bright.