What she was feeling she couldn't carry anymore,
She finds the horizon as she stands on the shore.

There was always a rush of endless thoughts,
She tried to speak but her mind forms thousands of knots.

When you look into her eyes you see them shine,
She is a mess inside but outside she seems just fine.

She sits on the moon and looks beyond the stars,
Finding ways to let her thoughts out of the jars.

~Shreya shah