She who Is.

She is the rebel, Finding peace within. As unsure as a journey on a camel, As assuring as a mother's goodnight kiss. She lands again at the same place, Her heart has questions, her mind has haze. Blind as Fate, she's determined to rise, To be loved, and to be beautiful and wise. She wants to disappear into thin air, But leave her smell, strong and fair. She wants to be as strong as her hair, But she pulls out a few strands when she doesn't seem to care. Even when someone crosses the line, She acts like she's just fine. It's because of her passion of venture, But it makes her isolate herself in a world where she's the center.