Why won't you stop?
Why won't you go?
Being pulled in 2 directions
Keeps you still

I gaze into the soul's windows
And what do I see
An abyss of muddy water
But if I look closer I can see
Specks of stolen sunlight
Streaks of the purest gold only
Prospectors can begin to imagine
By just looking I can tell what a
Gracious, warmhearted, good-natured
Person you are
That all the disingenuous individuals
Fathom
Just by looking

I’m trapped in a tower
No where to run, No where to hide
No where to go
4 walls, locked door
“Let me go; give me freedom”
I yell, I beg and plead
They won’t let me leave
Release me please

Here on earth
Everyone is fighting
Lives are being lost
People need hope

The young girl
Sits
Alone at a bus stop
Waiting for her
Broken dreams
To come
True