HONESTLY?

She sat there gazing out the window contemplating her life and existence. Lost in translation, the words fighting to escape... She was just mute. In all her aching, her heart's voice was deadened by her fear of rejection. Could she ever really be happy? Her ideas and notions about "it all" may just be that... a thought captured in her mind engraved with hopes. And at that moment she realized that. Sad and somber, reality hit her like a ton of bricks. Could anyone get it fully? She was into substance and full circle moments. Diluted was not even in her capacity anymore. Anything that looked similar to mediocre was just not OK. Yikes! What was she doing? She had no idea. Really? Hmm...