She takes a step forward and she sees nothing,
Nothing but an endless horizon,
Is it hope? she wonders aloud.
Could there be hope?
Perhaps someday,
She may come to realise that it is not everything,
That sometimes,
Being left behind is a process of growing,
Of maturing....
But until then,
She is still an adolescent.
Patient.
One who strives to learn, to grow.
To love.