All she ever wanted was love
Love that was real
But what is real?
What is this life she spoke of?
I knew what she wanted
but I,
Could not give it to her
I,
Was not strong enough
She was the light I knew
She was the light inside everyone.
The good .
But she knew
that she was also the evil
The darkness that was inside of others
She was a demon
But a beautiful demon that knew what she wanted
How could someone be so dark and evil yet be so helpful and courageous?
The life she wanted was near yet so far
Help her is what others wanted to do
But she knew she did not need this help
Unnecessary help.
