Getting Nowhere

The morning wakes her

The mirror whispers foe

Her unfulfilled dreams mark her a fool

Hesitant for life

She sways with no bite

She follows, only meant for the rules

Safety in comfort

No betting on hands

She will get nowhere in time

Lost to the masses

Unless she understands

Critical thinking may save her life

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