Standing further apart
The sadness becomes of her beauty
Boredom takes over much,
Maybe life is just her duty.

Sense no regret around her,
What I sense is that her way is wary.
She can’t stand meek
Will take her life further, and I will help her carry.

Her moments have challenged grace,
Her smile has burdened this race.
If she walks away from it all,
She will remain true, we shall raise the stake.

We might never stand to know
What have been the reasons that she can’t show.
She may look to pass her doubts
Her style however has over looked all that counts.