What you found when you were lost
Was the passion you held inside for so long.
Then it got a bit twisted
Your ideals changed
The temperament in which you lived your life
Varied as much as a politicians view
When he doesn’t quite know which side everyone is on.
She was standing on the edge
Of what could have been her destiny
Though not afforded the opportunity
Because of genetics.
What she defiled in principle
More than it ever did her.
One lazy night
Taught her a lesson
She would never forget.
Inside of her grew a child
That would at one point
Become a woman.
“Fine, I will give her breath
But she will never have life.”