oh she is abandoned in that field
dancing alone to an imaginary tune
waiting for the sun to set
so she can gaze at the moon
running through the tall grass
picking flowers to put in her hair
blissfully alone
she doesn't know I'm there
I can't seem to read her face
because her smile is a contrast to those big blue eyes
why is she hiding
when she doesn't notice my disguise?
staring blankly at the sun
finally she settles on a stone
her palms are scathed
and she believes she's on her own
she begs the relinquished cabin to hold still
so she can climb the walls
she sits contemplating existance
and hoping she doesn't fall
as time goes by I continue to watch
sickened, I reveal myself hastily
and deviantly she is not surprised
all along she's been my angel watching me
Jul 8, 2010
Jul 8, 2010 at 10:36 PM UTC
oh she is abandoned in that field
dancing alone to an imaginary tune
waiting for the sun to set
so she can gaze at the moon
running through the tall grass
picking flowers to put in her hair
blissfully alone
she doesn't know I'm there
I can't seem to read her face
because her smile is a contrast to those big blue eyes
why is she hiding
when she doesn't notice my disguise?
staring blankly at the sun
finally she settles on a stone
her palms are scathed
and she believes she's on her own
she begs the relinquished cabin to hold still
so she can climb the walls
she sits contemplating existance
and hoping she doesn't fall
as time goes by I continue to watch
sickened, I reveal myself hastily
and deviantly she is not surprised
all along she's been my angel watching me