There once was a girl, that thought she could rule the world.
But her reality was broken, and everything she once had was now lost and hopeless.

She could feel the doom like a storm brewing off the coast
Everything she had went up in flames, only faint vapors of smoke remained

It wasn't in her best interest to lose sight of what she wanted so badly
Her grip was too tight, she squeezed the life right out of her dreams
and let them float by.

Only blue skies, or so she thought
Her eyes weren't focused on the prize
Just the thought of holding that prize as her own.

She couldn't have known it would end this way
No one saw it coming, the boat gradually sunk
and she was lost at sea.

With no one there to rescue her
She sunk quietly
into the night.

To her, there was no feasible end in sight
She lost all inhibitions and wouldn't let go of her pride.
Now she tries to justify her actions with excuses and lying eyes.

Her ship has no sails, and no captain to steer the wheel
All she wishes for is a way out of here.
© 2014 Christina Jackson