By Kim Glidden
Date: 26 April 1999

She

She hears music in her mind that really isn't there
She takes long walks at 3:00 AM in her underwear
She's disgusted with convention and pretention's not her thing
She only wants to exist, to live, to love, and sing

She imagines phantom images of times that have passed by
She lives only for the moment and does not fear to die
She leaves herself open, never builds up self-defenses
She finds wonder in the strangest things and heightens all her senses

She can stare for hours at a shadow on the ground
She will sit contently in the street and listen to the sounds
She will screech down the highway high on LSD
She will converse at Java Joe's over coffee or some tea

She  will always lend a helping hand or a caring ear
She will freely admits all her faults, insecurities, and fears
She'd rather feel depressed and lost than feel nothing at all
She's dangerous and uncontrolled and often does she fall

She feels that she's a monster and sometimes she goes insane
She hates temperate weather but she loves the cold and rain
She smokes, and tokes, and shoots up and does so without though
She constantly pays the prices of the sins that she has bought

She likes collecting people whom she examines and tears apart
If she finds them to her liking then she keeps them in her heart
She throws caution to the wind and kisses to the poor
She's been a saint, a savior, a sinner, and a whore

She stays up all at her computer and writes poerty all night
She has strong convictions and likes to fight for rights
She is manic and inconstant always changing everyday
She will never change though, she likes herself this way

So if you want to love her I feel so sorry for you
It's not exactally the easiest thing that you could choose to do
So if you ever feel like giving up and that your love is lost
Remember in spite of herself she'll always love you Josh