i'm worried about

i'm worried about

her. she doesn't speak in the first person, 

anymore. 

she used to ruminate in her thoughts,

used to. 

now she marinates in her college textbooks, 

now. 

Her eyes might be opened but she's losing all her

might

Wishing for a state that will never come, not 

ever.

Plays a hard role for anybody, especially

her