There once was a girl
A girl a precious as a pearl
She would sit and wait
She belived in fate
Then a person came to her
But they were just a blur
She didnt realy care
Because of all the things she bares
Yet she still stit and waits
For fate
But what is fate
It is just a state
Of hopefulness
Just a pit of emptiness
Yet she waits
And waits
For fate
