Maybe

“I think I’m dying, and nobody can see me!”

Tell them to open their hearts and maybe they will.

“I think I’m dying and nobody can hear me!”

Tell them to listen with their souls and maybe they will.

“I think I’m dying and nobody can feel me!”

Tell them to touch with their spirit and maybe they will.

 

Maybe their noise overpowered their thoughts, maybe life’s physicality overpowered their heartfelt emotion, maybe they were the ones who were already dead.

The Sweetest Girl

Let me tell you about the sweetest girl,

The sweetest girl of all time.

 

Whose life got destroyed, her image distorted and her body abused by a hundred more than nine.

The sweetest girl of all time.

 

Scarred tissue inside her soul, the blackening of her dear sweet heart, the fingerprints of lies indent her body, but she smiles just fine.

The sweetest girl of all time.

 

Her life was built for simplicity, they can’t annihilate her divinity.

Shine.

The sweetest girl of all time.