forgotten times

taken for granted

her soul breaks free

have you heard about

the forgotten girl?

she spends her time

walking down lonely corridors

where's its dark. it's rumored

no one's been there for years.

and she keeps these secrets

only whispering to the trees

watching the butterfly flap its wings

in the stillness of the day.

what is a second worth?

or an hour or two

she gets by through faith

but that too is fading...

and it's so cold out here

and there's no shelter here

and there's no food or water

to sustain the forgotten.

have you heard about

the ghost of a girl

that wanders lonely corridors

looking..

cause she can't understand

and she doesn't seem to try

to see that she is only lonely

because she chooses to be.