She Is

She is
The girl with golden waterfalls,
Always at his beck and call
Throwing her hands out in the hair
Oh, she is
The girl without a single care,
Smiling at evil's crooked face
Mental fists leave more than just a bruise,
Such a girl shouldn't be replaced.
But if such a thought rain true,
Why such a soul be used?
Oh, she is
The one who's always letting go
Never lets her weakness show
Brick walls placed where flesh should be,
From the horrors she has seen.
Oh, she is
The beautiful soul without a name,
Always played inside his game
And despite the shit that she's been through,
She won't take a damn thing from you.
Oh, she is...