There were times when her hurts knew no
bounds,
She was lost and her way always yet to be found.  
She carried her heart
Like a little child pulling a cart.
With a fake smile plastered on her face,
She never let the world know she was forever
lost in a maze.
A maze filled with happiness and sunshine but also sorrow and darkness at every turn,
She felt her soul just like when the fire would touch you burn.
But no matter what, she believed,
For she had dreams and purposes to be lived.

                 ...............        
                                 
                                 ~ZuriAc