14 Nov 2011

Crumpled paper

It's all about her.
Her broken dreams, that she'll never dream again.
Her trust to the world, destroyed, just like her soul.
Shattered, seeking, yes, almost mad,
she wanders along the streets at night,
wondering if at least the stars can tell
why nobody comes to pick her up from the ground when she's fallen,
why she always fought for everything her entire life,
why everything is happy on the outside, but then the wall just falls appart,
and there she is, with nothing.
She knows, that hope might be the only thing that'll always be there,
despite the darkness she might be in,
but right now, it is hard to see.
After all, she's just a girl with broken dreams and a shattered soul...

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