hey there, i'm helen. i'm fifteen years old am a frosh in highschool. basically i am an amateur poet/writer.. pretty much writing keeps me sane. mm.. well, i could sit here and write how truly diverse and unique of a human being i am, but to be honest with you, i'm pretty much one of the most boring, ordinary girls everrr. ha. =) |
Staring out an empty window where faces are vague,
Where the trees are bare, and the people numb...
Through eyes of a stranger, you stare at me
Face void of emotion, watching blankly...
Staring out an empty window where faces are vague,
Where the trees are bare, and the people numb...
A hint of linen in the air
A smile across the innocent face...
She looks on, she's so confused. |
She looks back at the house she was about to make vacant, the man she was about to abandon, and the life she was about to leave. This time she'll start over, this time, she'll find happiness. This time is the last time. |
She dances on glass with nothing but her lost innocence. |