Sitting in her own little cubicle of life,
searching the shadows of her heart.
Pondering over her loneliness
she failed
before she ever begun to start.
Within her heart she explored
for a romance she thought she once had.
Ardent at first,
then curiously seeking
she cried
for the truth is often sad.
With an eternity of loneliness
staring her square in the face,
she died
taking her life
for this would not be her fate.
It is a shame that she didn't open her eyes
to see what the truth could be,
for she had friends
and others around her,
but the heart is blind and doesn't think
it has no mind or eyes,
there for it can not see.
searching the shadows of her heart.
Pondering over her loneliness
she failed
before she ever begun to start.
Within her heart she explored
for a romance she thought she once had.
Ardent at first,
then curiously seeking
she cried
for the truth is often sad.
With an eternity of loneliness
staring her square in the face,
she died
taking her life
for this would not be her fate.
It is a shame that she didn't open her eyes
to see what the truth could be,
for she had friends
and others around her,
but the heart is blind and doesn't think
it has no mind or eyes,
there for it can not see.
