she is not alone
cause in this little world she built made of red bricks and stone
lives a girl filled with joy,happiness unknown.
she smiles all day not a care in the world
oblivious to the world around her that seems to quickly unfold
she tries to learn from the girl and her careless ways
but she cant help spend her days locked in a haze
where she would gaze up at the infinite sky
and wonder why..
why she enjoys the comfort of silence more than friends
why she always seems to be lost
because the feeling never ends
but when she unfolds the pages of this happy little land
she would gaze up at the infinite sky
locked in a haze.
she cant help but spend her days
living her life in her careless ways
shes oblivious to the world around her
there lives a girl inside her
filled with happiness unknown
cause in this world she built made of red bricks and stone.
she is not alone.
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Don't forget to water the roses
PoesíaPoetry for The weary, for the undecided and "can't hide it" for the somedays and will be's for the love struck and the newbies. These words will flood your mind with inspiration, how to learn to forgive, and love. Not just someone else but yourself.
