star

Empty and cold,
An echoey knock,
There’s know one there,
She’s solid as rock,

Her eyes are transparent,
Her body’s possessed,
Her mind is took over,
Her head is a mess,

Her eyes have black circles round,
Her hair is a state,
All she does is gaze into the distance,
Giving the odd look of hate,

She hears rumours and gossip,
Stories of love,
Wishing to be some one else,
Or wishing to just disappear, up above,

She feels everyone hates her,
They don’t want to care,
She thinks every one judges her,
Everyone’s unfair,

All she wants is some one there,
To talk and confide,
To catch her when she falls,
To stand by her side,

Thought after thought, the more she weeps,
Lullaby after lullaby, the harder she sleeps,
How she wonders where you are,
Twinkle, Twinkle
Little Star…