There was once a girl who had a lustful take on life
There was another girl who didn't believe she was beautiful
There was once a girl who was not articulate
There was another girl who was indisciplined
The thought of a world after the day was a crazy myth
She only saw past her nose and nothing more
She lived in the bathroom and won in the bedroom
She gradually found herself lost at the sea
There she was...
... in the storm
And she did nothing, but float
Waking and sleeping
Through the rise and set of the shine
She wasn't just lost
She...Just...Was!
One day, she suddenly realized she wasn't drowning
but she was also not swimming
She wasn't stuck
She floating
So she sat up and realized she was seating
Seating on pieces of the wrecked wood
Freaked out
She fell into the sea
But she realized she wasn't sinking
She looked up and a strand of her braid was stuck in the piece of wood
So she hung onto the wood
She laughed remembering how jack did not share the plank with Rose
She would have definitely shared the plank or better still pushed Rose off and found her way to shore
She was still floating
She had not moved
An overwhelming joy rose up from within
"I am not drowning..."
Finally, she looked up and so ravens
She looked ahead and saw pieces of wood further away
So she smiled and began to paddle with her hands.
There were no sharks
The weather was great
She was moving
She spied with her little eye
A distant island
Full of joy she began to scream
She was saved
She drifted and got lost
But found her way
Make it make sense
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