She sits on top the mountain
Puts down her pen and book
She sips her tea as the steam rises from it
For a moment
She lets all thoughts leave her mind
Focusing only on the beauty God has created
The crisp green trees
The ice blue waterfall
The starry night
She stands up and begins to walk away
For so long she has been lost in this place
Fog covering her mind
Covering all she could see
The words of others destroying her
The words of a world turned cold
But now she sees clearly
She knows the fog is never truly gone
But those that caused it slowly are
Life is not about perfection
Life is being yourself
As we change it should not be for others
It should not be backwards
As she heads to another path in life
She stops and turns around
She does not regret her past
She accepts what she has learn
She stares at the changes
At the ones still lost in their own fog
She knows one can only be helped
When they realize they need it
She watches all the time
As friends lost battles
As friends fall backwards
But she can not be pulled down with them
She can no longer have love for them
For that love is used and abused
Too long they have pretended to be someone they were not
Society slowly loses it’s mind
Adults are nothing more then children
Lost in a world they refuse to leave
They refuse to enter reality and grow up
She takes a deep breathe and turns around
And walks away once and for all
This is a new day
This is a new chance
This is a new path
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