Drifted
There once was a girl named Tris
When she smiled, it was a bliss
She was really smart and brave
But eventually was buried in a grave
She was loved by everyone
Her hair was gold like the sun
Her eyes were so sure and true
They were also grey and blue
She was a leader and a friend
Too bad she had to meet her end
She discovered a whole new place
That brought confusion to everyone`s face
Now that she is gone, she is missed
She has disappeared in the mist
For, being with her was a gift
Because without her, I will drift
