I am a statue,
Watching people come and go.
Few lean on me, even fewer sit by me
But for some unknown reason,
I seem to make those few feel better.
I change them.
But as the object of my affections,
All those feelings I have for you,
As amazing as they are,
Why are they unable to
Melt even your heart of stone?
I am a statue,
Watching you come and go.
My love for you, Demetrius,
However unrequited, keeps me going
For I am a statue
Whose love, much like stature,
Is constant and unchanging.
I am Helena of Athens
