She searches for what She has dreamed
Longing for the acceptance that may mean
Life spins by bringing with fears
The friends, the laughter, the sadness, the tears
Why is She different? who can She love?
Questions that haunt and fly like a dove
She wants it Now, never too young
Give her the talent, let it be sung
Search out Her soul, someone please care
This world is too much, She just cannot bare
The night comes through, bringing with rest
The day too soon comes and begins Her test
Birdanity 
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