Caught between relaps and recovery,
She is strugling.
That’s her life story.
The change rushed in like a whorlwind,
To be what everybody wants her to be is inpossible.
No way could she aptaine the worlds image of beauty.
Never could she cut out her history.
Shes not done.
The peace that is offered is hard to accept,
She cant fatheom love
Her heart is torn,
Her mind is lost.
Is all she ever does.
Is what she has become.
To be or no to be she is asked,
Be and not be…
‘cause she is a hoax.
Cannot be acomplished by a double-minded person.
She cant let go,
She is stuck.
She never can decide.
Where two paths cross,