Her outer shell wrapped in coco but a spirit so broken within, looking and longing for a place to fit in. Her mind is overwhelmed with thoughts of complete confusion and a heart so fragile it cracks with every breath in. She wonders why she‘s here. It’s just her and then it’s them. Can anyone see her or feel the grief and anger that’s consuming her, becoming hard, building walls so rapidly. Wishing and hoping for the day that they’ll be smashed through with love and truth because at this point people give her answers but provide no logical proof.