child.

she was a princess
queen of the highway
no can stop her...
broken glass pieces of parts
splinters from a door once opened
the windows creak
the wind blows
she stares out
unseeing.
"everything all looks different.."
the world outside is cold
inside,the bird sings
a sad long song
of love
and peace
and cries
and all things inbetween.
hm hm.