Prefers to stay away . A silent spectator .
Who hides that pain so deep
even she cant find it anymore .
emotionless, with a distorted sense of time ,she fears a future and hates a past
so where is the beauty that lies in it all?
a story with a haunted past
a heart re-built on broken glass
encased in lace
she made the world look prettier
beneath the skin a spirit bold
where stories remain untold
"you have pretty eyes" say passers by ,
little do they know those get drenched at night
Now watch out and don't stumble
or all of the weight of the weight of your existence could crumble
you crazy , crazy thing .
the world is your playground
dont confine yourself to the structure
learn to unlearn
unpack and repack
find your balance
the centre you attract
let the weight on your shoulders slowly retract
The journey, The heart .The eternal guide .
you know you've made it when you don't have to hide.
