She is a mystery
Someone with a shrouded history
Someone who I've never really known
But someone I know i can call my own
She is a beacon of light
When I am alone at night
Someone I can talk to
When I have nowhere else to go
She is someone who doesn't criticize
But someone who has kindness in her eyes
When she talks happiness swells
Deep inside my hollow shell
She is the one who never sinks low
She is the one I've never known
Dec 4, 2010
Dec 4, 2010 at 8:20 PM UTC
She is a mystery
Someone with a shrouded history
Someone who I've never really known
But someone I know i can call my own
She is a beacon of light
When I am alone at night
Someone I can talk to
When I have nowhere else to go
She is someone who doesn't criticize
But someone who has kindness in her eyes
When she talks happiness swells
Deep inside my hollow shell
She is the one who never sinks low
She is the one I've never known