She felt she was only 17
With the undeveloped physique of a 14 year old
Wondering about her prospects in the future
What waited outside her self sense only
Slightly battered by outside opinion of
The boys.
Still she wasn’t subdued by their
Taunts , the ones who did not find
Her worthy of their attention
Each day when dusk arrived
She would sit and admire her solitude
Imagine an adult life without
The concern of how they saw her
And revel in the dusk she
Revered .
Time.
Spent .
Alone.
