she gets outta bed
brushes her teeth
and puts on her contacts.

she pulls on a pair of jeans
a sweatshirt
and ruffles her hair.

she grabs her backpack
heads out the door
and into the sunshine.

walking through the crowd of the jaded
she stands out.

not because of what she wears
or because of the oddly-shaped weight on her back.

she sticks out because of the sparkle in her eyes
the bounce in her step
and the energy and confidence she emanates.

while the rest of the world goes through the motions
in their picture perfect suits and seemingly perfect lives
she's real.

sure...she could put on a suit, color her face
and look like everyone else
but she chose to be comfortable.

sneakers and jeans may not be the choice of wear for everyone in the financial district
but she just doesn't care.

she knows that this all will catch up with her one day
and she'll have to do what they expect her to.

but for now...she'll just be going with her flow.

she's an independent girl in her own right.
she doesn't fit in anywhere.

she thinks too much for the gang
yet is too radical for the people in the industry.

what is wrong with her?

and if, like what you say, nothing is...

then why does she get ostracized, put down and pushed away?

the glow in her can't last forever.
so why can't they just embrace that glow
and accept her for what she is...or isn't?

why can't he just love her?

she yearns for an unconditional love.
but in the absence of that
she will settle for a love that isn't.

or would she?

in essence, who could love an independent girl?

who could love this independent girl?