under mountain, under ground
everyday was more of a burden and a loss than a feather and a gain.
she hates tradition, that creates a box, and no one likes to be trapped in.
so yes, maybe shes tries to be original, but that doesnt work.
so whats next?
what if she no longer had the means to the end?
you can point out her flaws.
he face is just a paper that you consider blank, you want to fill it in for her.
and sadly, she lets you.
stop writting for her, or she’ll never do it for the right reason.
her motives are off.
she wants to been seen, to be heard, and to be praised.
but what value is your praise, your humor, your tears.
does she care about Him anymore?
does she care if He gets what is rightfully His?
by her actions, it seems not, and by her words it seems even less.
so why try?
why push through this?
maybe because she knows in her heart strings that she will never properly gain from this. but He may.