A poem written many years ago about a friend- Titled 'Thoughts'

A poem written many years ago about a friend- Titled 'Thoughts'

Thoughts

With eyes far more distant
Than words care to tell,
She tends to her thoughts
And she thinks them so well.

They're as private as anything
Ever she knew.
She won't share them with me;
She won't tell them to you.

For her thoughts are the signs
Which point out the way,
And allow her to get
Through each single day.

And survival is foremost
As she searches to find
The path in and out
Through the maze of her mind.

She seeks to find truth
In the answers that lie,
Where the questions have hidden
Away from her eyes.

They would use her, control her
Then do it again
In the guise of a lover,
A child, or friend.

And her SELF she can count on
Through all of the rest
For what little she knows,
She knows her SELF best.