Do you remember her?
That girl who looked fear in the eyes?
The girl filled with hopes of the future?
The social butterfly with a big bright smile?
Will you still recognize her?
In the absence of crowning confidence?
Whilst drowning in dark dewy clouds?
Even when regrets are in abundance?
Do you miss her?
Her carefree laughter?
Her opinionated nature?
Her ever-hug-ready arms?
Do you think she’s still there?
Looking for a small spark of hope?
A butterfly still in a cocoon?
Trying to come out of a hole?
Do you think she’ll return?
To face the adversity of tomorrow?
To paint the town red?
Or maybe slide down a rainbow?