stonedimmaculate
01-30-2007, 12:28 AM
Staring vacantly through dim eyes,
Living through a cold despair,
No one hears her internal cries,
Does anyone even care?
Crisp is her smile,
Crunching under passers’ feet,
Simply an innocent child,
No one knows how deep
Release is a razor blade,
Radiant upon her bed,
So brave, but quite afraid,
Of these scars that show she’s bled
Keeping closed her little world,
Letting no one in,
In need of nothing money can afford,
Only the words of a friend
Her heart so heavy,
With love for all but herself,
Her tears break her eye’s levee,
Praying for the people on her shelf
No one knows what’s swirling,
In that mind she has,
While other girls are twirling,
On the playful grass
For this girl I ponder,
Think with all my might,
For this girl I wonder,
Will she be alright?
Living through a cold despair,
No one hears her internal cries,
Does anyone even care?
Crisp is her smile,
Crunching under passers’ feet,
Simply an innocent child,
No one knows how deep
Release is a razor blade,
Radiant upon her bed,
So brave, but quite afraid,
Of these scars that show she’s bled
Keeping closed her little world,
Letting no one in,
In need of nothing money can afford,
Only the words of a friend
Her heart so heavy,
With love for all but herself,
Her tears break her eye’s levee,
Praying for the people on her shelf
No one knows what’s swirling,
In that mind she has,
While other girls are twirling,
On the playful grass
For this girl I ponder,
Think with all my might,
For this girl I wonder,
Will she be alright?