She's written a novella,
the writer who knows it won't sell
This is her rebellion
The world has broken too many things
smashed souls into pieces
the morality of the human race
lies shattered on the floor
but among the ruins
lies a novella
untarnished by an industry
whose vision has become clouded
by colourful paper bills
she lies there
intact
at the mercy of her author
whose hands refuse to break her
to protect her from a world
that has already broken the writer.
