I've forgotten how painful it is to be amongst the world and yet feel all alone. When the way everyone looks at you just seems like a glance. I must admit my heart has grown cold. But even if it were frozen, I would feel the pieces breaking in it's core. Lost and buried before my time. All by experiencing more than what I could at the wrong times. Searched and searched for that one call. Looking for the one thing, one place I could truly count on. Day by day the light turns night, leaving me lacking the life I once learnt to like. Symmetry and poetry was all that I sought. Yet, today... I'm left alone..

so the lost girl sings..

There she dances,
The lost girl in Mephis,
Eyes lost in teardust,
Skipping life by.

She twirls her hair in darkness,
Then sits by the stairs,
She sings of lost lovers,
and screams in despair.

The tales she once told,
Have all become cold,
The dreams she once had,
Are the ones she now dreads.

All she can hear are the ryhmes in her head,
The lost story untold,
The truth of the death,
Of one spirit child that never really left.