'Come along, come join us!'
Is the exclamation she keeps hearing
'Why are you doing this?'
Is the question she keeps answering
'Her life is boring.'
Is the statement she keeps perceiving

Her heart keeps breaking into a million pieces
Her mind keeps tearing apart
Her spirit keeps wavering for Joy
And her soul keeps getting tangled in questions

Every time the moon shows up
Her pillow is soaked with a fluid
Rushing down her cheeks
In twos and...