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I will not describe this poem, it is whatever the reader see it as.

Today she stands, one person
divided into two
The girl she sees she doesn't know who
For she is bitter calm and cold
And no more a little girl
Her eyes are like bottomless pits
And words seldomly leave her lips.

She has seen a lot, gain a lot
But what she got, she wanted not
She has been exposed to the world and is no more a little girl

The girl she was, the happy one,
The one who laughed and talked
While innocence shone in her eyes
Was gone
Locked inside so she can't be hurt

She now watches and sees, always alert
Never allowing her self to be hurt
She knows what life can do to a person
And understands more than she shows
For she is smart, beautiful and cold
Most of all is is changed and cold

Author's Note

What do you think this poem is about?