She runs lost
Between imagination and what is real
Picking up the pieces to find the puzzle
She runs scared and alone
Her journey taking twists and turns
She sees sadness in her eyes
Alice who is lost and alone
Hears deception and lies
Alice picks up the broken glass
Trying to get back to who she used to be
For Alice cannot be who she is not
She must be who she truly is
Todays poetry contest submission was written by Stephanie Caputo.
Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2013?