Do you see yourself
In every character you write?
How many faces and layers does this Eve have?
Is she a narcissist?
Or an empath caught in a toxic web of lies?
Ask her to make up her mind
Before she has someone else
Make it up for her
Peel back the carefully constructed lies
That surround her
To arrive at the truth
So glorious and pristine
It would take an army to get past the fort
She has built around herself
They must swim through the moat of scandal,
Draw swords with deceit
Until they discover the core inside her
Shining like a beacon in the night
Emitting a glow that few can see.
