A Pond, A Reflection, and Two large Walls

Standing on the edge of something wild,

of something bad,

of something Vile.

There she stood all alone

at the edge of a pond

will she ever belong?

In her reflection something was wrong.

It was not the cold, filthy

and old water, 

it was not the thought that haunted her and troubled.

It was just something wrong.

Was it her sad look? Or her fault of grace?

Was it the tears that fall from her face?

What had happened to the dreams she had chased?

Has it all really gone to the waste?

A big  Shame,  her own blame was very vital.

She had no name, no pace,  and no title.

Wait hold on! Was it the tears that rippled on the pond? 

While Birds were happy and played along?

Well yes but no! It was not what bother her the most.

Her Heart ached,  her soul braked into bits of pieces

and no happiness was gained.

All because she didn't believe in her self.

Why would she? Neither did "They".

Is this her sullen fate?

Her dreams... She didn't gave it her all

but man did she fall!

Standing between a pond, a reflection and two large walls.