Forever in my mind, different strokes different times. Here lies, the young soul gone but not forgotten. Never seemed like trouble but never a problem. Beauty on her was evident but she was never sure, so was she insecure? Hope she found a cure. The laugh and smile was pure. And her joy could be spread around the world twice. Hate being annoyed but was terribly nice. Oh wait here she is back to life. And shes come prepared with a gun and knife. Cause shes realized, that what's inside, is more beautiful than what the eyes can see, and the ears can hear. No need for tears, no need for fears. If they ever try to kill your vibe again, just let 'em know that you always win. No matter the time no matter the day cause the world is yours to take, a queen takes no offense to what peasants say.
