my friends are a museum (pt. 2)

she is a magic mirror.

she doesn't belong to this world, yet here she is.

she surrounds herself in fiction and leaves us in our reality.

when the whole room is screaming, she is sitting, waiting

you see yourself reflected in her, and she smiles.

she brings out the best in everyone.

she says the indecisive are passionate, the struggling are durable,

the messy are a mosaic, the brash are creative.

everything is beautiful, everything has a silver lining.

everything deserves applause, hey, you did your best.

and at the end of the day there she goes,

back into her beautiful fairytale world where she came from.

earth needs more beings like her.