Why am I the one with out light? To guide my way and night. Why am I the one with out hope? Because I’m the one who can’t cope. Why am I the one with out a dream? All because I’m the one who can’t lean. Why am I the one with out a hand to hold? Because my own is cold. Why must my heart be full of clouds? Because I’m the one never part of crowds. Why am I the one without love? Because I can’t even touch the golden dove. Although I am the one with out class, a smile, a laugh or joy. I’m just going to have to keep passing by the boys. I’ve never been a beauty, a athlete, or a norm. I’m just someone sitting in my own little dorm. Like a Raggedy Ann doll, I’m alone right now. I could never take the heroic bow. My friends are pretty, laughing and kind. However, I’m the one to never… I’ll never receive a mind. I want a heart of pure, a golden dream come true. I want a prince charming, so noble and kind. To hold my hand and stay by my side. I want a silver lining in my heart so fine, I want to find out life’s real define. I’m not the pretty girl at school. I’m not a genius. I’m not a jock. I’m just some one that’s here, no other purpose or plot
thecitieslights · Wed Nov 21, 2007 @ 06:33am · 0 Comments |