Free Spirit

Every time I close my eyes, I see her. Is she me? Is she how others see me? Maybe she’s who I want to be. She’s a free spirit but too afraid to discover herself. She is set in her ways, but doesn’t even know who she really is. What does she want? What does she believe? What is her reason to wake up every morning? It could be freedom, but she feels imprisoned. Not by the world, but by her own thoughts. Her mind is a scary place. Others admire her, but inside she feels broken. Those who know her best just seem to hurt her. She has had so much pain, she doesn’t know who to trust. She’s has had the blame thrown upon her so many times, she can’t even trust herself. She gives everything to the first person who reaches out to her and then keeps away from everyone else. People warn her it's not smart, but what do they know? What does she know? She’s just a girl, but she’s everything I am, so should I learn from her mistakes?