Silence is louder than words and yet I choose to speak my mind
If hearing was a gift than I must've missed the giving.
Blinded by intimate rage and unforgiving nature I can't help but wonder
Where will the time go when you aren't here anymore.
That sad little girl has now grown to a sad little woman and she still misses you
She misses how you used to love her and how she was your world.
How there was no need to worry about superman not showing up cause he was always next to her
What ever happened to that stability in her life?
If being knocked down is a prize than she has won it.
If being forgotten is a blessing than she must've prayed for it.
It's all her fault isn't it?
She shouldn't miss you.
She should realize how much better off she is.
But when your words used to sing her to sleep its hard to erase that burning sensation.
Let's forget the bad times and embrace those loving time when you were her world.
Let's remember how her eyes lite up when she saw you.
She misses you.
She better off without you but it doesn't make her anymore happy.
She searches what you took from her and wonders for herself why you did the things you did.
You can walk away from her- move on without her.
And there goes that little girl who is now a woman.
There goes the one who couldn't move on.
