She was pretty

And she was smart

She was messy

But she was the art

She was liked

By those who cared

There was fear

But she wasn’t Scared

She was happy

Enough to say

that she was smiling

Everyday

lovely girl

with a kind heart

Distancing people

staying apart.

She wasn’t perfect

not at all

People built her

they made a doll.

Now nobody knows

nobody cares what she does

Because everybody remembers

her for the girl she was.