Cry for me
And of course you'll ask, why?
Well, I'm feeling sad
And somehow my tears are trapped
So, I'll tell you a story
And then you'll cry
A small girl
A small town
Happy home
Smiles reaching ears
And then,
Are you listening?
Good, good
She's in a car
And this must be cliché
But it crashes
And then the funerals come
And then the girls gone
A shadow of a human in her eyes
All emotions disappeared
She went to live
With her aunt
Lovely woman,
Then came her teenage years
Oh, those years
How they destroyed her
And you won't believe how broken she was
All those idiots not knowing
What they're saying
Sprouting words like water in a fountain
She got sick of it
All the words
Each one like
A knife twisting and twisting
Till they ruined her
She was ripped
She didn't speak
Or hear
Or smell
Or see
She became nothing
Not even space was as quiet as her
And she had a million words to say
That she didn't say
A million things to do
That she did not do
And silence was louder than any
Noise she heard
It made her deaf
One sense down
She got so bored
She started counting the seconds
Wondering how many till she dies
She wrote them on a notepad
And it was not easy
Time didn't stop for anyone
One day she was sick of bright lights
And happy smiles
They all seem so fake, you know?
She climbed to the top
The mountain top
And I have to say, it was very hard
With her arms stretched apart
And a grin
'I can fly!'
Then for one moment she flys
And it is all worth it
Then the funeral come
And the girl is gone
Quite literally
So, will you cry for me?
