Why does the world change yet stay the same?
The puzzle isn't complete when there's a piece missing,
She sits and watched the world as time sails away,
trying to relax beneaththe comforting oak tree,
She's waiting-
Waiting for the moment when the world realises theres a child is lost
The child that was found crumbling within a shadow of the happiness that surrounded her,
That little girl wrapped in the world of niavety,
Thrown down the stairs backwards into reality,
Even with all the intoxicants consumed, the numbness still remains,
The masks used for self confidence blinds her victims
The little girl trapped inside longs for the moment to shine
The moment when she feels truely vunerable
The moment when the mask comes off and the barriers come down
The moment when the dying light inside is given another chance to flicker and the meaningless smiles that decorate the emptiness disappear,
She shouldn't have to hide beneath this false exterior,
Nothing can change the beauty,
The beauty of her soul,
The missing piece she's been searching for feels futher away each day
Slipping like sand through her fingertips
Frantically grasping for the final grains
That final pinch of hope that can save her
Save her from the feelings
The loneliness.
She is the only one under the oak tree as the world ticks life away
Why does the world and everyone in it change yet i stay the same?