Thoughts

She knows they like her, a little more than they should.
But why does she stay? Does she need to be known, or does she need to be loved?
You see the way they look at her-like she’s a god. Beautiful, yet so powerful.
And the way she looks at them, heartless, yet innocent; weak, yet strong; loved, and yet lonely. The smallest speck of hate left on her face, hidden by a smile!
Yet a sparkle of lust stays in her eye. Lust love, friendship, and joy!
Her sadness is so contained, so deeply, or is this not true?
Is she so powerful that the innocents she tried to create for herself, all just game?
Can she make some think one thing, and others another? Some think not-like I said!
Everything seems perfect. Doesn’t it? Well I may never know. Only a small few get the chance. And they hold the secrets dearer than their lives.
So now I ask again, “Is she really that powerful? Is she really all that great?”

By: Lindsey Thotland