Crossing the Street

There the young lady had stood looking from across the street Being from the neighborhood she looked down upon in deceit As each she walked by it began to affect her more and more She knew it was all just a lie as yet another opens that door As the light turned green she stood there staring at that place Quiet the odd scene but this lady she had this certain grace Instead of going straight she suddenly in turn made a right Even changing just one fate that would shine one more light Now standing just outside she felt butterflies in her stomach This she couldn't hide the unnerving true feelings can inflict But she didn't just leave but instead staying about an hour When it decides to grieve the soul can carry so much power She didn't talk to anyone but she didn't judge them either Content in what she had done she just needed a breather Tomorrow was another day doing what she was able to do That night she began to pray, tomorrow maybe she'd see you