• Running across the mountains,
    hopping over the lakes,
    hoping to get revenge,
    no matter what it takes.

    Watching the flowers fall,
    hiding in the dark,
    praying to every God she knows,
    standing under the arch.

    With fuschia colored skin,
    and raven Asian eyes,
    she'll pretend to be someone else,
    the master of disguise.

    She goes by many names,
    unable to be tamed,
    a creature with a wild heart,
    her life a mere form of art.

    She'll keep going,
    for she knows she should,
    a little Elven girl,
    wandering in the big ol' woods.