Still beauty

a mad tale

She is lost in a world of her own
thoughts swirling and colliding
inside her troubled mind

Her wild, unkempt brown hair
framing her delicate face
a portrait of sorrow and despair
Seen in every line and crease

But within those troubled eyes
a spark of defiance and strength
a show of resilience
amidst the victimization and torment

She is mad
but there's a beauty in her madness
a fierce spirit that refuses
to be mocked or tamed

And as she stands with hands on her head
lost in her own obvious world
she is a symphony yet unsung
a masterpiece ,raw and natural.