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