I know her well
She is elegance
She is grace
She knows her place
And not in a conforming way
She knows where she feels safe
Under sunlight and warm air
With people who sincerely care
She asks for little
But wants a lot
She gives and tires
Of those who do not want
I know her well
But I have secretly noticed
that she has been retreating
Ashamed of herself
Feeling like a bird trapped underwater
And I hate to see her like this
My heart is forever aching
because she knows better than this