"Two Fifths In?"

She turns 18 in a short while, not too far from now.

She does not look foward to it, too many painful, lonely memories.

Why celebrate the reality of drawing one year colser to Her death? She wonders...

She has never been afraid of prying eyes nor curled down lips. So keep an open mind.

She's also never been the type to spoon feed Her audience as you may have noticed.

Mystery makes life more interesting. But She steers off path now.

"Two Fifths In"

The very second She turs 18, She would be exactly two fifths into Her entire life.

She doesn't see herself grey and childlike, looking into the unknown.

She has always been drawn to the unknown and even more so to the forbidden,

A trait passed down to her by her begetter. And by 'passed down' she means enforced.

But it is a part of her as it is a part of him.

Will anyone ever see exacty what She has hidden away? She has done a poor job of it,

Almost as though She wants someone to see it.

But then again, no one will ever lay eyes on this blog, no one will see it.

Which is just as well, the most part of Her wants nobody to know.