She was just a girl with dreams so grand,
A heart of gold, a gentle hand.
She loved the world, sought every thrill,
With many passions, she had a will.

She lived in her head, a realm so vast,
Where every moment could forever last.
But life outside was harsh and cold,
A story of dreams left untold.

The world, unfair, stripped her bare,
Took her joy, left her in despair.
She lost her way, her inner light,
Fading slowly into the night.

Her dreams were crushed by those she trusted,
Her hopes and plans, all maladjusted.
Life became a looping strain,
A constant cycle of endless pain.

She...