She was emaciated As the endless rain continues to fall Inwardly hits her like the sharpest dart
Angst and afraid Gingerly she was packing With tears streaming down her face When the day has come to take off training wheels To live life without a safety net
Drifted into the horizon She stood at the doorstep Never looking back at her home With sorrowful and glistening eyes
Seeking for omen Stained with bitter tears Bracing herself against the falling steps Being amateurish for the godforsaken place
Solving the conundrum Anguishing the alienation For the mirth and goods lay ahead