A little girl lies
and they wont hear her cries...

No higher than the floor
stepped on and crumbled...

To the point,
I am here...

You cant comprehend,
my feelings of dislike...

Free
left in unknown circumstances...

Dear diary,
another day has gone by...

I saw you the other day,
we met eyes and looked down...

I froze at the sound of the breaking glass
that opened to reminiscence of my past...

A girl stares on,
filled with a request...

If you could know
the feelings I get...

With kisses floating on butterflies wings
built just for my once so mellow heart...

I'm afraid to sleep, for I may catch a glance
of something I'm holding so very close...