Empty Heart

A story of a girl and her solitary

A girl who longs for a single friend
Will be shown no mercy, not even until the end.
What a life it would be to fly up high in the sky
To look down below as the people pass by.

This was her fate she so unwillingly took on
To spread her wings like a pure white swan.
Both so beautiful and so sheer
The girl cannot even shed a single tear.

Only one can help another in such time
Thus the world is a terrible climb.
The mist will carry her dreams away
If this sickness continues to delay.

Soft and sweet her laughter brings
But she’s controlled like strands and thinly cut strings.
Save her in her time of need
You won’t be doing just her a good deed.