Shining brightly in her darkness
Whispering with silent voice
Never known by those beside her
Those within not given choice
Oblivion is her sister
Halfway understood at best
Shattered mirrors underneath her
Forsaken by those at rest
She is
All that never was but could be
In a world
Insane but holding on to sanity
She is
Enigma is her fairest brother
Whithout which ignorance cries
Unheard prayers from afar
She holds forever in her eyes
Callous is her closest friend
Hidden strength beneath her skin
Even roses must have thorns
If they ever aspire to win
She is
All that never was but could be
In a world
Insane but holding on to sanity
When the dawn could show her face
And her lips just touched with lace
She is
Perfection is her stigmata
Though she sees it not herself
Fear and loathing, sick revulsion
Places beauty on it's shelf
Pandora's box lies in her mind
The unwary will be burned
Solitude is her devotion
Paradox who'se love is spurned
She is
All that never was but could be
In a world
Insane but holding on to sanity
When the dawn could show her face
And her lips just touched with lace
Forever
And never
She is