whispers of hello.

[with_eloquence]

she's a somewhat pretty girl with a goodhead on her shoulders
being sent out into harm's way
she's a contrast
ordinary quiet combined with a hint of boldness.
her heart's made of gold & integrity
her eyes reflect her faith
yet are blind to hate

there are daggers on our souls
[stabbing; deflecting]
all over us (killing us?)
kill it before it kills you.
this is what i call conformity, these heartless daggers
diversity shall cause their demise
you control your destiny , your fate,

your life

within: stories of a future navy girl :-P
&comment to be added. this may not be for you.
{info: i'll comment on yours if i feel inclined.}