MIND BROKEN BOX

She spoke to the world in
A small box and passed away
Inside, far deep, but no one
Hears her words.

Mad they say she is, she
Knows that she is clear
In mind. There are no
Words that can be led to her.

A mirror stands in front
Of the wall. She finds herself
Looking through it. She sees
The true side of sanity.

Reflecting the moments of
One's life is self-examining
She says this to find her way to
The true treasure of life.

Death will come, but in
Mortal's eyes, life itself
Is what eternal youth
Can see.