She Thinks... She Says... Poem by Hala Hash.

Her pencil can't write down what she has in mind
what passed away and what is still alive


thoughts grabbing her breath
some of what scares her to death


some issues of her life
some stuff she tries always to hide

some calls she tries to make
some shouts she makes trying to be heared


she is stuck in the dark in the middle of everything
she opens her eyes so wide but still she sees nothing


she gives her all to one special thing
if she lost it she can't even think of any one other thing

she made her world full of them
now they are leaving, leaving her nothing

she has alot that she's missing
she has many cute dresses but confusion and fear is what she's dressing

she was miss independent
now she made them decide & they're leaving she knew what she became & how dependent


she's trying to make things up
she's not asking for help, nop

she's on her way back to miss independent
any building road is never closed and hard to end


By: Hala Hash.