FRUSTRATION

Here she is,
Alone again--as always
At least within herself

In her mind she's free
Free from this demented world
Left to watch
Through this turmoil
Through this love
Through this hate
Through all this violence
Through all this life...
There is a look of compassion

But from a small speck in the universe
A soul cares
A soul cries
Passionately trying to change everything...
Everyone
Yelling to the world
Or, better yet, at the world
But she is not heard