She

She slowly follows footsteps.
She is searching for meaning in nonsenses.
She thinks she knows how to survive.
She doesn't have strength for this.

She knew once how to be happy -
She had dreams, hopes and wishes.
She wasn't just one of these girls -
She wanted to be something special.

She is losing ground underneath her feet.
She walks only if the sea is calm.
She only sleeps when it's raining.
She cannot leave anymore.

She just wants to be something special.
She just wants to leave far away.
She just wants to find herself.
She just wants to be.