driving out, she sees 
the horses, remembering 
when owning one was 
her fondest wish 

but that girl never got 
any of her wishes, really: 
she had to grow up and 
get them for herself. 

and she feels unlovable: 
if she had been more worthy, 
people would have wanted her 
to be happy

it's all so messed up, 
it isn't right that 
for want of a horse 
a heart was lost