It exists?

She felt a knocking on her chest and discovered something new : her broken heart 

A beautiful creation of the universe : a work of art 

But she became disoriented in her own canvas

Indulged in flames she could not put out 

MeanWhile run free all those who sparked a match 

And she'll cry to the stars and become her worst fear 

The truth makes her mind unclear 

Crowded judgement by the media 

They tell her to run wild and strip down 

But she'd rather catch a grip of something real and drown 

Rather creep into his soul and forget their differences 

Till her eyelids heavy with joy and her body light with pleasure 

But their polluted souls couldn't treasure 

All the goodness within 

They don't know that it's possible 

Broken families so they don't know it's true 

Daddy left so why wouldn't you 

But still she knows it exists and she craves it 

She's got so much to give and she earns for someone to embrace it