She doesn’t know who she is
She doesn’t know, who she is,
She tries to figure it out, but she just can’t.
It is supposed to be that hard?
Who is she, really?
Is she supposed to be the one who obeys?
Who does everything she’s told?
Is she someone
who is expected to follow the rules,
To walk the path that is unknown?
Or Is she someone who rebels?
Who doesn’t follow the rules, she thinks are amiss.
She forages a new path.
She does not adhere to the crowd,
She crowds yields to her.
She does not obey, she rules.
But, is this her?
Or, Are all these just to know,
Who she really is?