Four Seasons Growing Inside Me

Once

I knew a girl once and I like to think I knew her better than she knew herself. It was a while ago but I still knew her, just not like most know her, because I knew more. I knew more than her sense of humour and her quick whit. I saw further than her appearance and the front she put up. I saw past those concealing smiles and false laughter. I saw through it all and watched the girl that I knew, grow up. I knew a girl once, a girl with big dreams and unshakable faith and she has a glimmer in her eyes that just defined greatness and the realness in her walk that defied gravity and a sort of calmness about her spirit that gave me security. But you wouldn't even know this because I knew more. I knew more than a drama surrounding her, I knew more than boys misusing her, I knew more than this 'uninterested I don't need anybody act' she had, I knew more because I really knew her, but I guess she was just growing up. I knew a girl once, a girl who believed in love, but stopped having hope for life. She became addicted to the pain, I was there as the tears rolled known her cheeks, I watched this as her trust was betrayed and her spirit was broken. I talked to her heart, I listened to her cries but you wouldn't really know any of this because I just knew more. The fear of rejection, the fear of trying, the fear of change, the fear of disappointment. It's all her, it's all there, it's all real, she just won't show it. I knew a girl once, better than she knew herself, I believed in her, I saw her potential. I knew more... I knew the person that she desired to be. That's the girl you know, that's the person that you see. I knew that girl once, that girl was me.